Genevieve:
"I can't believe you did that, Dad," I gasped at his reaction. Not only did my dad play me dirty, but he didn't even look remorseful for his actions. All this time, I've been accusing others of treating me wrong when, in reality, it was my father who made it happen. He gave the impression that anyone can play his daughter and doesn't have to worry about the consequences.
"Don't be dramatic, it's not like I did it for myself," Dad rolled his eyes. He walked past me to leave for his bedroom, and I followed him like crazy.
"And what exactly did any of this prove good for me?" I yelled, and he finally stopped in the hallway to turn around and give me a deadly glare. I'm sure he expected me to step back and take my words back, but I was not the same Genevieve anymore.
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