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Chapter 11: Bitterness
AUTHOR’S POV Zoraya froze for a moment, staring at her parents in disbelief as they walked through the door. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone irritated, and her father raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, ‘what are we doing here’? This is our home," he said, stepping inside, and Zoraya's chest tightened in frustration as she turned around, her mind racing. "But didn't you say you'd extended your weekend away?" she stammered, not even trying to hide her annoyance, as her father sighed and removed his jacket. "We did, but then I remembered I had a two-day conference to attend. I need to prepare." Zoraya bit her lips, her bitterness bubbling to the surface. She couldn't stand him—his pompous voice, his constant demands, his obsession with his work—and she hated how he lik
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