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Chapter 21

Author: Patricia Writes
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Jaxon’s POV

I stepped into the house, and the familiar smell of home hit me. It was strange—after being gone for so long, I didn’t think I’d feel anything stepping back through this door. But here I was, and everything came rushing back. The arguments, the tension, the looks everyone gave me like I was a problem they couldn’t solve.

Before I could even take another step, my father’s voice boomed through the room.

“So, the prodigal son returns,” he said, his tone sharp, full of anger. He was standing in the living room, arms crossed, his glare cutting through me like a knife.

I clenched my jaw, my fists tightening at my sides. “I came back for Mom,” I said flatly. “Not you.”

His eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. “Oh, really? You’ve been ignoring her calls for weeks, ignoring all of us. Now you suddenly care about your mother? Spare me.”

my mom’s voice came from behind him. She stepped into the room, her face tired and worried. “Let’s not start this now.”

But my father wasn’t h
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