That night, Dad was clearly distracted. He kept lifting his phone, wavering over whether to call me at all.Seeing this, Sheila immediately broke down in tears. "In the end, you still care more about your own daughter. I'm just an outsider here. I've been married into this family for years, and they still whisper behind my back, calling me a homewrecker. She ran off right before my birthday on purpose, just to make me look like a fool."Dad hurried to calm her down, then had every one of my things thrown into the trash, as if I were trash myself.On the seventh day after I disappeared, the city was hit by an unprecedented typhoon. The streets were littered with fallen trees, and flooded cars were abandoned everywhere.Sheila threw a party at home that day, bringing in a swarm of guests. Dad hovered among them, holding someone else's child, teasing them, and smiling with a jealous pride he would never show me.He liked children. He just didn't like me.The torrential rain eventual
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