Setson's P.O.V.
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I gripped my phone so tightly that I thought it would break. I stared at that picture for a minute, wondering what to do next.
Fu.cking Deena. I already knew she was behind all of this. Her and her stupid daughter couldn't have been more obvious about it. Deena just really knows how to take advantage of vulnerable people. She used my confusion, sadness, and anger against me all these years.
And I let her.
"Damnit!" I gritted out.
I was about to throw my phone across the room when it started to ring. It's Sam again. For the 40th time.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Finally I get through." He replied. "Where have you been?"
"I... had a lot to drink last night. Passed out." I mumbled.
"Okay, well, did you see the picture I s
