When Don'ts Became Do's
My eyebrows arched further.
"No, son, this is not your fault! I understand that my daughter is not that easy to handle!" He turned his gaze back to me. "You, Molly, what happened to yourself again?! You haven't learned that yet for almost taking your life?!" he roared with matching hand gesture.
I went silent and lowered my gaze.
"Is that what you really want? bruises, cuts and sprains?!"
I could also feel their gaze focus on me on my peripheral vision. "Every life begins with a single cell from their father's t3sticles..." I rose my head to look at my Father once again. "...so do I. Why don't you blame yourself for that?"
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