“Do you know what it’s like to stand there and see it? To see your father holding your best friend like she’s some trophy, like she’s worth more than your own daughter? You didn’t stop, Dad. You didn’t let go. You didn’t even blink. You held her tighter like I was nothing. Like I didn’t matter. Like I wasn’t even in the room. Do you understand how that felt?!”
I dragged in a breath through my nose, my chest burning, but she didn’t give me room to answer.
“You always told me family first. Always. That no matter what happened, no matter what temptations or fights or mistakes, blood comes first. And last night you proved that was all a lie. Because you looked at me and you chose her.
“You chose her over me without even hesitating. So don’t stand there and tell me you love me, because you
