It’s the first time I truly lied to Jared and it pained me that I could do it without even batting an eyelash. I didn’t get my shoulder injury from a sporting event. I got it through protecting myself from my father when he attacked me when I was seventeen years old and he didn’t care about getting me medical treatment. He kept telling me and making me believe it was my fault for taunting him while he is drunk.
In his eyes, he was the victim and I was the predator.
It started sounding insane how I tried to hide my father’s alcoholism for years and still found a way to him even though he mistreated me verbally and physically. A man who has found every angle of life to insult me.
I rolled my shoulders biting back a frustrated groan. Clay did one hell of a job to sucker punch me. The imp
