"Yes, Father... Yes. I still need to recover."Her father's voice poured through the phone in an unbroken stream, rising and falling, ranting one moment and pleading the next. Nadine could barely make out the words anymore. Her body ached in a hundred small places, but none of it compared to the loneliness that sat on her chest like a stone.Then her father's voice cracked into a shout, and the sound sent a fresh wave of pain spinning through her skull."Father…"She tried to cut in, tried to make him stop long enough to listen. It didn't work. The louder he got, the more a single sound echoed behind her eyes, ‘bang‘ over and over, like a door slamming somewhere deep in her memory.She couldn't bear it any longer. What she needed was sleep, not another lecture from a man who, in her eyes, had never once cared enough to ask if she was all right simply. The anger she'd been swallowing for days finally broke loose."Father!!!"It worked. Silence dropped over the line so suddenly it was al
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