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Author: Kiara Nicole
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Iris

What is this about? I slowly marched into my office, feeling as though it was a foreign space and I, an alien.

"Your father wishes to have a conversation about his will," Father's lawyer spoke in a curt tone. Michael, I believe his name was. If I remembered correctly, I used to have a crush on him when I was a kid, but now it had faded, and all that was left was simply disgust—especially when I caught him kissing my mom. And by mom, I mean stepmother. Yes, Karen was cheating on Dad, but I wouldn’t be the one to let him find out.

"I’m sure my dad can talk for himself," I said, slowly walking around the desk toward my seat and lowering myself into it. "Well?" I met my father’s eyes. "Is there something you need, Father? Something you’d rather come to talk to me about? Or at least you could have sent a letter," I said, rolling my eyes. "If you didn’t want to write one, you could have simply sent an email. You can do that now, online. You don’t even have to come."

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