Or who you were inside
I don’t miss what I never had
I just learned how to survive
I never knew you
And I stopped pretending I did
I mourned you years ago
When I was just a kid
I never knew you
So don’t ask me to forgive
You got the songs, the fame, the love
I got the life I had to live
So sing your praises, raise a glass
Say you never had a clue
But when I walk away from here
I’ll still say—I never knew you
Isla playsthe final phrase and stops, abruptly, brutally, cutting the song off mid-breath.
The silence is violent.
She stands.
Turns to face the room.
Her voice is calm.Steady.Deadly honest.
“He loved music,” she says.“He just didn’t love being a father.”
Gasps explode through the chapel.She walks over to the casket and softly sings a cappella.
“And now I will never know you.”
Chaos ignites instantly.
Callum feels like he’s been punched in the chest.
This isn’t a tribute.
This is an indictment.
Whispers surge.Shock ricochets.Alisa hisses Isla’s name, horror etched across her face.Somewhere, someone drops a program.Callum can almosthearthe headlines forming.
Rock Legend’s Daughter Shatters Funeral
Estranged Child Calls Out Father’s Failure
