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the right thing, or are you going to be selfish again?”
Something in my chest went very, very still. Not rage, not even hurt—just the clean, quiet click of a door finally locking.
“Dad,” I said quietly, “I’m not sending you four grand.”
Silence. Then his voice went quiet, controlled, and cold. “After everything I’ve done for you.”
“Also,” I said, cutting continue reading …
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