Chapter 25
The papers that I held in my hand were crinkled with dried tears, my own fresh one joining the mix. I knew that my father was infatuated with this man, but I never knew that this monster reciprocated the feelings. He refused to pay for my father's treatment! How can you say you loved him if you ignored him even in his dying moments. I placed the papers down beside me, trying to push the nagging feeling away and the fact that he's not at all to blame. He is to blame he killed a man, ignored him, and for what? just to gain the approval of his officemates?! At what cost?! I feel lost, I feel like I was back in the past again, standing beside my father's death bed. But this time- He was there. Crying even more than me, clutching my father's hands and muttering how sorry he was. It was 3 am a
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