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CHAPTER 21 – RICHARD "What nonsense are you talking about? We saw each other a week ago. Why do you say it's been a long time?!" Father sputters, forcing out a few moisturized crumbs of food from his mouth. A bit of it lands on the side of my face and it fuels my rage. If you want to spill such disgusting stuff on me, at least be someone I give a f**k about. He certainly doesn't fall in that category. I wipe it off with a towel that's lying on the table. I flash him a deadly glare and he flinches from it. I'm an inch away from jamming my fist into his face. "What's gotten into you?!" He asks with a bit of fright, dropping his cutlery. His yell arouses murmurings in the hall. I glance around at the spectators and everyone bows their heads, avoiding my gaze. I don't even recognize any
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