Chapter 33-Homewrecker
Michael "I hate you daddy, I hate you!" My little girl, my princess screaming at the top of her lungs that she hated me. All I could show her is how sorry I am. Dana was on the stairs just watching like she was enjoying the scene before her. She kept quiet like the time Jack came to our home drunk. After he left Dana refuse to talk about what just happened which lead to her ignoring me for the past two days. I didn't mind it at all, at least I had some peace and quiet even if it was just only a few days. Now here I am face to face with an angry little girl, my little girl. "I hate you daddy, you are mean and you don't love me anymore. And I hate her. I wish she was dead, dead, dead, dead!" Where did she learn such harsh words? "Lacy." I growled softly. She maybe my daughter but I am
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