RHONDA“Oh,” I lifted a brow, “you also know how evil your daughter is?”“She’s not evil. She’s just... misguided,” James muttered. I was sure he also didn’t believe his own words.“Misguided?” a dark chuckle escaped me.“Yes,” he sighed. He stepped forward and tried to place his hand on my shoulder, but I jerked away.“I would appreciate it if you do not touch me please. We are not close.”“No matter what, you still know I am your father right?”“A man who abandoned me and my mother is not my father,” I retorted bluntly.“I didn’t mean to. It was....”“Save your stories. I do not want to hear them,” I picked asparagus from the shelf, shoved them into my cart, and pushed it.“Rhonda,” he called.I half turned to look at him, “yes?”“Please be careful around Layla. I am serious,” he muttered. There was something in his eyes. Worry? Fear. Whatever it was, I knew this wasn’t good.I couldn’t stop thinking about it on the way, wondering if Layla had something evil planned for me. One I co
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