[Kris’s POV]
As soon as Mary and my sister had left the room, my father was vibrating in anger.
“What the hell were you thinking!” My father shouted the moment they were out of sight.
“I thought I did a better job of raising you, but instead of a man, I have raised a big man-child!” He shouted as he hit the table so hard that everything started shaking.
“Don’t you think I know I fücked up! If I hadn’t inherited your fücking pride, we wouldn’t be here today!” I fired back at him, making him throw a glare at me.
“This has nothing to do with pride, tell me how do you excuse it?” He growled in a mocking tone.
“Because I hated what her uncle did to you and I couldn’t control my anger towards her and..” my father interrupted me as he started talking.
“Wait, you're saying that she
