"Oh Diana..." he said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before pulling back and tilting her head up to look at him. "I can't...pretend to even have a clue as to why he did that, but your father was not a bad guy...most of the time."
His thumbs gently stroked over her cheeks. "Why didn't you tell anyone before me?" he asked, concerned. They couldn't be friends...be a circle if they kept secrets. It would just get in the way. "You know we'll always be here for you."