me. Just stood there.
I bent down slowly and picked up my earring. The diamond caught the light from the chandeliers. I straightened, looked at my mother, at my father, at two hundred witnesses.
I said nothing.
I walked toward the exit.
Behind me, my father shouted, “If you leave, you’re out. You hear me? Out of this family.”
I kept walking.
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