I yelled, “YOU MONSTER!”The words came out raw and loud. My throat hurt. For a second, I thought my heart might stop from how much this hurt.I clenched my fists hard. My nails dug into my palms, but the pain kept me grounded while everything else fell apart.Tyler stood there looking shocked. Behind him was Marcus, my father. He was the man who adopted me from Saint Mary’s orphanage when I was twelve. The man I tried so hard to make proud for years.His pants were back up, but his shirt was still open. He didn’t look sorry. He just looked annoyed, like I had interrupted something small.I let out a broken laugh.“You’ve both been treating me like a fool this whole time, haven’t you?”They didn’t say anything.“Every time you cheated, Tyler, I blamed myself first. I didn’t get mad at you right away. I wondered what was wrong with me.”Tears ran down my face. I didn’t try to hide them.“Was I too inexperienced? Too shy? Too awkward? Too damaged from growing up without real parents? Wa
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