He chose to ignore what was clearly a life-or-death emergency for his own daughter because he didn’t want to be bothered. And then, three hours later, once he realized she was safe and the hard part was over, he walked into that hospital room to put on a performance, play the hero, and weaponize Lily’s love to hurt me.
I am sitting here looking at my phone, staring at the call logs, and I feel a level of rage I didn’t know a human being could experience.

He risked his own daughter’s life just for his own convenience, and then had the nerve to call himself her “real” father. David is flying home tonight, and I have the screenshots ready. Mark thinks he won a petty game of emotional manipulation, but he has no idea what is about to hit him. I am going to strip him of every single legal right he has left to this girl, and I will make sure Lily eventually knows exactly who stood by her bed when it actually mattered.