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//CHAPTER TWENTY//
"Is this how you are living? Now that I am no longer here to stop you?" Davina said coldly. Wherever her eyes went, she only saw dirt, garbage and empty or half filled glass bottles. So her father was wasting away whatever was left of his life? "Why are you here?" He slurred angrily. Even in his intoxicated state he knew to show his disapproval towards her. The alcohol made his eyes red, Davina's absence had resulted in lack of grooming. Grime and dirt had collected on his fingertips. The clothes he wore reeked, he looked nothing less of a monster in the dark. "Is this any way to treat your daughter? It is my first day back home after marriage." Davina looked back at him, "Are you not going to ask me if I am happy or not?" "Did you ask me before doing what you did?" Her father grit
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