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was almost pitying.
“Look, I’m going to be honest with you,” he said. “I need the money from this house. I have investment debts. A lot of them. If you make a scene about this, I’ll tell everyone exactly what kind of daughter you’ve been. How you cut Dad off for two years. How you broke his heart.”
My throat tightened.
That was my deepest shame, and he continue reading …
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