My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession
He yelled, and my eyes fell shut, the guilt sinking in.
“Do you even regret it?” He asked, his voice lower now. “Do you regret your actions?” He asked again.
I gulped hard and looked at him. I slowly shook my head; “No, I do not regret what happened between Mr Richard and I.” I answered, and his eyes widened in shock. “I regret that his rival had to stoop so low because he hates that he would never be greater than Mr Richard. I regret that this happened in a society where people don’t understand that age doesn’t dictate love. I didn’t choose for this to happen, it just did and I liked it.” My voice shivered out of crying, but I stood bold. I had the right to talk and defend myself too, even
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