“You do not embarrass me in my own house,” he growled.
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His rules.
His money.
His decision about my future.
He had always made sure I understood that everything I had could be taken away whenever he wanted.
“Please,” I whispered, struggling to pull my wrist free. “I’ve worked for this my entire life.”
“You’re eighteen now,” he snapped. “If you want to act like an adult, you can learn what it means to survive like one.”Get Parenting Tips
He dragged me toward the back door.
I tried to resist, but he was stronger.
A moment later, he shoved me outside.
The door slammed behind me.
The lock clicked.
Then I heard laughter from the dining room.
I stood there in disbelief, waiting for someone to realize how far he’d gone.
Nobody came.
Through the frosted glass, I watched my family return to their Christmas celebration. My father poured himself another drink. Karen resumed her conversation. Ethan went back to his new console.Plan Family Trips
