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8. Oriental Hotels

Rosalie

It's currently six-thirty p.m. I got to my parents' home around five p.m. and had a late dinner with Gran because she refused to eat unless I was there. After dinner, I cleared out the dishes before preparing to go to my house.

"Rosalie!" My father's loud voice calls out to me. I rinse my hand and go to the parlor where he must be. "Where the bloody hell is it?" I hear him murmuring before I turn the corner and see my father searching for my handbag.

"Dad, what's the meaning of this? What are you doing?" I snatch the bag from the table and out of his reach.

He gives me an outstretched palm, "I-I need some money, Rosie. Give me money." He staggers a little before getting his balance.

He's drunk. Nothing new here I guess.

"I don't have any cash on me. The last one I had is what I used to buy Gran some dinner on my way home."

"Liar! Give me some money or I'll sell the fucking shop," he tells angrily before tossing the table across the room.

My heart breaks, "Dad I don't have any
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