Thatās not a happy story.
Owen scoffed after hearing Paytonās reaction to the recap of his story of the past few years since theyāve seen each other for the last time. He had no idea why he didnāt go ahead and lied about every little detail of his life. Maybe he wouldāve gotten away with the made up happy story. But then again, it wasnāt real. And he decided to tell her about all of it. The failed attempts at becoming a professional dancer after graduating high school, having to juggle waiter jobs because he was barely able to make enough money to rent his flat with the comedy gigs nobody attended, his failed relationships, followed by his last girlfriend leaving him after the unexpected birth of their son, which explained how he ended up running into Payton on a stroller walk through one of Manchesterās parks. The fact that his life story wasnāt happy was an understatement, thatās for sure. āOh well, is it ever truly a happy story if Owen Davis is involved?ā he blurted out, his voice full of self deprecation and pity. He was glad his son wasnāt old enough to understand everything Owen said about himself in his presence. At this point, little Thor probably wasnāt yet aware his dad was such a big loser. Of course he wasnāt, he was only four months old. āNo way back now, Iām afraid,ā he then sighed, adjusting the blanket his son was wrapped in. āI just didnāt expect myself to quite end up here, I guess.ā
