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Chapter 13

Author: Andrawrites
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AVA

“Why, Daddy?” My chest heaved, and I slapped my palm against it like that could ease the ache. “Why did you burn it down? What did I ever do to you?” My throat burned. “It was mine—my one thing, my one piece of me. And you destroyed it. For what?”

I stood in my father’s living room, my face wet with tears I couldn’t stop. My voice cracked as it poured out of me.

He sat in his armchair like a king on his throne, flipping through a newspaper as if I were invisible. Not a flinch. Not a glance. Just silence that cut deeper than any scream.

I took a step closer, fists balled, my tears falling harder. “You seized everything I had. Every account. Every project. And now Hope Foundation—the only thing I was holding onto, the only thing I thought I could save—you set it on fire. You burnt it to the ground!” My voice rose until it cracked into a sob. “For what, Daddy? For what?”

Finally, the paper lowered. His eyes, cold and unflinching, met mine. His words came sharp, each syllable like a b
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