Chapter Thirteen ~ Aspen ~ I marched into the room, practically seeing red. I don’t remember feeling this angry, ever. Five hours. I had been locked in that disgusting place for five fucking hours. I was proud of myself for finally getting out, yes, but my rage was much stronger. I didn’t stop until I was face to face with my father, the man I’d watched go crazy in front of my eyes. Or, rather, the man I watched finally unleash his crazy in front of me. “That’s my girl.” He leaned back in his wheeled office chair, hands clasped against his stomach, a proud smirk on his face. I wanted nothing more than to punch that smirk right off. My hands clenched into tight fists. A girl can dream.
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