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CHAPTER 208

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SYDNEY

I tiptoed my way out of my house, careful not to make a sound that could awaken my sleeping siblings. The morning sun had just begun to cast its golden glow upon the world, and I longed to escape the suffocating atmosphere that lingered within those walls. As I stepped outside, the heavy wooden door creaked slightly, echoing through the quiet morning air.

Father, with his disheveled appearance and bloodshot eyes, sat slouched on the porch, nursing the aftermath of another night of excessive drinking. His gaze shifted towards me, but it seemed as though the world had turned upside down for him as he looked at me from his inverted position. The disdain in his eyes was palpable, and he couldn't resist unleashing his bitter tongue.

"Where are you going at so early in the morning, dressing up like a bitch that you are?" he spat, the venom in his words seeping into the already tainted air. It was a harsh reminder of the man he used to be, the man who once loved me more than anything
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