ADRIENNE I admitted it to myself, I loved my parents. I loved them more than words could ever express. But the way they had treated me for twelve long years had slowly eaten away at everything inside me. The moment I heard my father call me his daughter and baby, the same endearment he used to call me before the tragedy that tore our family apart, it felt like a trigger, ripping open wounds I had spent years trying to bury. The pain, the ache, the disappointment, and every unspoken hurt came rushing back into my heart all at once. I pulled away from the warmth of Mr. Collins’s embrace. Without looking back, I ran toward the elevator, the doors opening just as I reached it. I ignore their screaming my name, pleading for me to look back. Pleading for me to run back but I just couldn't. By the time I reached the hospital lobby, I walked straight toward the parking lot where my motorcycle was waiting. I wasn't crying anymore as I reached my bike, it felt as though the fragile Kendr
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