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him off, “I don’t talk to strangers.”
“What?”
“You all stopped being family the day you decided my credit score and my kid were negotiable. So no, Dad. I’m not your emergency fund. I’m a stranger.”
I didn’t yell. I didn’t plead.
He inhaled sharply. “You’ll regret this. You always crawl back, Liam. And when you do—”
I hit end. I didn’t scream. I slid my continue reading …
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