Robert/G
Robert had been frozen. He might not believe in the 'happily ever after' like Savannah did, and maybe he didn't even believe in the concept of family that Mike did, but they were a family, in their own very fucked-up way.
Except they weren't anymore.
Not really.
Isabella.
He needed to think of her. It was easier to concentrate on her than think about Mike's death. Focus on the practical things and push away any and all emotions. Jesus fucking Christ, he suddenly had two kids. Okay, so maybe that wasn't a good idea either. One child was more than enough. Liam was his; Liam he understood. How was he supposed to raise Mike's daughter?
He'd said yes, but he'd never really thought that he'd have to do it. He was also honest enough that he could admit to himself that there was no way that he could teach her Mike's values. Spoiled, arrogant, self-centered? Fine. Laid back, relaxed and ready to forgive? Not in a million years.
"What the fuck am I going to do?" were the first words out of his mouth when G arrived.