**Chapter 13: A Message from the Past**

As Kenzy sat at the kitchen table, her mind reeled with thoughts of her father and the text that had changed her morning. Levi's words of support still lingered in the air, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. She had built a life without her father, and the thought of facing him again was daunting. Levi, sensing her turmoil, reached out and took her hand. "Hey, let's not think about it right now," he said, his voice soft. "We've got the rest of the day to figure it out." Kenzy nodded, trying to push aside the emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. They finished breakfast in silence, the only sound the clinking of utensils against plates. After they cleared the table, Levi suggested they take a walk in the park. The fresh air and sunshine might help clear Kenzy's head. As they strolled through the park, Kenzy found herself lost in thought. She thought about her childhood, about the memories she had tried to bury. Her parents' divorce had been a messy one, with both sides taking shots at each other. Kenzy had been caught in the middle, torn between her love for her parents and her disgust at their behavior. The sound of children's laughter and the chirping of birds brought her back to the present. Levi squeezed her hand, and she smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. He had no idea what she was going through, but he was there for her, supporting her without judgment. As they walked, they stumbled upon a small café. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted out, enticing them to enter. Levi suggested they grab a cup of coffee and sit down for a bit. Kenzy agreed, hoping the caffeine would help clear her head. Over coffee, Kenzy's mind began to wander again. She thought about her father's message, wondering what he wanted. Was he sorry for the pain he had caused? Did he want to make amends? The questions swirled in her head, making her stomach twist with anxiety. Levi, sensing her distress, set his cup down and turned to her. "You know, I think I can help you with this," he said, his eyes locked onto hers. "My grandmother used to say that sometimes, the only way to move forward is to face the past." Kenzy raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you mean?" Levi's expression turned thoughtful. "I mean, maybe it's time to hear your dad out. Maybe he's got something to say that will help you heal. Or maybe, just maybe, you'll find closure." Kenzy's heart skipped a beat as she considered Levi's words. Could he be right? Was it time to face her past and see what her father had to say? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, but a small part of her was willing to take the leap. As they finished their coffee, Kenzy made a decision. She would meet her father for lunch, but she wouldn't go alone. She'd take Levi with her, for support and for strength. Together, they could face whatever lay ahead. With a newfound sense of determination, Kenzy stood up, her eyes locked onto Levi's. "Let's do this," she said, her voice firm. Levi smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm right behind you," he said, his voice filled with conviction. Together, they walked out of the café, ready to face whatever the future held.