He was his own villain. Raised by loving parents, yet he'd grown a pride no one could understand. He thought everything belonged to him, that no one was his superior. Pride had woven into his soul and carved deep into his mind.
He seized what he wanted without hesitation and expected to be commended. He left school, ruled the streets and everyone on them. Yet above it all, something soft struck him when he least expected it.
At the age of eighteen, he got one of his girlfriends pregnant. He trembled when he heard the news, but for the first time, something shifted in him. He didn't want to be the kind of father his child would grow to hate. His pride wouldn't allow it.
He got a job, showed up for his baby mama, and gave up all his reckless habits to be the perfect dad. But fate could be cruel when it chose to be. Only a few months into the pregnancy, she had a miscarriage.
