ill intentions

"How is it like then, Charlotte?" my dad's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his tone laced with hurt and frustration. "We believed you and Nathan when you both said you could manage without us. From the beginning, you've distanced yourself from the family, keeping us at arm's length. You never let others know that we were your family. Even when you worked in the industrial ranks of the company, you maintained that distance.” Dad said in anger.

“What have we done to deserve this treatment? For years, we heard nothing from you - no calls, no visits. And now, when you stepped up to take over the company, you didn't even check in on us. We shouldn't even be here, considering how you've cut ties with us as your family. But your mother's tears insisted otherwise, and that's why we're here," dad expressed, his words heavy with disappointment and abandonment.

I felt his accusations pressing down on me, leaving me at a loss for words. While I had indeed prioritized my career and respons