I looked at her for a long moment, then replied slowly, "Exactly." "Then why didn't you ever take care of me?" She froze.
No words. No apologies. Nothing.
I took a deep breath. I felt lighter than I had in years: "I did it."
I turned around, went back into the building, and slammed the door in my face. Before I could even reach the couch, my phone vibrated. A text from my dad:
“After all we did for you, did you really let us down?” I smiled and replied, “No, you let me down.”
“I finally accept it.” I texted and blocked their number. But I had no idea it would only make things worse.
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