Daddy, Don't Be Mad, I'll Stay Put
As she moved, she cursed at her reflection, "Why isn't that bitch Arlene dead yet? Once I get my hands on Dad's fortune, I'll sell her off to some backwater town.
"And Dad, that idiot, does he really think I see him as a father? He's nothing but a walking ATM!"
The entire hall fell dead silent. The music stopped, making the sound of a shattered wine glass piercingly sharp.
Callie's smile froze on her face, and Mom instantly blanched.
Dad's face went from flushed to pale, then to a sickly gray, all while the hand holding the microphone trembled.
"W-What is this?"
The video continued, the scene shifting to Mom and Callie talking in the hospital room.