Family’s Regret After I Left
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung a machete and chopped it into the coffee table.
CRASH! Glass flew everywhere.
Following his orders, bright red paint was splashed all over the room.
Father collapsed amid the mess, watching paint drip down their family portrait, covering his face as he wept.
This had been hand-sewn by his deceased wife.
Twenty years ago, his wife had held their newborn daughter and smiled, saying the family would always be together. Now his biological daughter was missing, and the house was in chaos because of the Omega he had favored and adopted.