Angelina Pov,
(Continues...)
Before I could even utter a single word in my defense, my father's voice boomed through the room, shattering the fragile silence that hung heavy in the air "Get out of my house, Angelina. From now onwards, you are not our daughter. I don't want a daughter like you," his words cutting through me like a knife.
The weight of his disapproval bore down on me, crushing my spirit and leaving me feeling adrift in a sea of disbelief and hurt. How could the man who had raised me, who had once looked at me with pride in his eyes, now reject me so completely? As I stood there, stunned into silence, the reality of his words began to sink in. The home that had once been my sanctuary, filled with love and warmth, now felt like a prison from which I was being banished. The
