Dad Only Loves His New Son
Ian lowered his head, and the moment he read those words, his pupils shrank to pinpricks.
I stared at him, my voice uncannily flat. "After Mom passed away, I handled her funeral arrangements all by myself. I kept watch over her casket on my own. What were you doing at the time? You were paving the way for Eugene, playing house with Elena, and wishing Mom and I would just disappear!"
Right after I said that, tears finally welled up in my eyes. However, I refused to let them fall.