Dov's jaw dropped at that little bit of information. Oh fuck, oh shit. Oh fucking fuck shit. No fuckin' way. Maybe it was just the lies he'd been fed as a kid, but even after finding out about the whole having a sister thing, he'd never considered that maybe these events were timed more closely together than he thought. He'd thought maybe there were a couple of years in between, time for Madeleine to make her way to New York, for his parents to meet. Apparently not.
What had drawn her to his father, anyway? He hadn't minded his father when he was a child, but he'd had absolutely no respect for the man since he was around twelve, and being that he'd be in prison until Dov was nearly thirty, He didn't see a lot of room for reconciliation. Even when he was a kid, though, Felix wasn't a good person. Sure, they went to temple on the weekends and kept kosher and whatever the fuck else was supposed to make them good people, but it'd all been just a big, stupid facade. How the hell was Dov supposed to respect a man who did the very things he'd taught his son to be wrong?
But that wasn't the important part now. What he really wanted to know was why Madeleine had even been with someone else, why she didn't at least bring her daughter with her. He was beyond ashamed, so shocked that his mother of all people would do this to her family. Especially for someone he didn't consider worth being with.
"Yeah, I guess so," Dov breathed, swallowing hard as he stared down at his lap. "Was she like... Unhappy there? Just... none of it makes sense to me. I always thought she was... Better than that, ya know? I thought maybe she was the only one in my family who wasn't just some selfish asshole." Himself included.