Chapter 242

Jack was my father, and that was something I couldn't change. But the fact that he was willing to sell me out for his own benefit, treating me like some tool he could use at will, was something I would never understand. He had two daughters, yet we lived such drastically different lives. It was like I was an old pair of shoes—anyone could wear me, toss me aside. He never once had my best interest in heart. Maybe it was because I had always craved love, or perhaps I longed for the family bond I never had that I kept driving myself to the edge over and over again. "The Wiley family got a lot out of me back then. I hoped things would work out the way I wanted, but I've come to realize that life isn't so generous." Maybe this was the only setting where I could speak my mind, but not everything I said brought me peace. I felt like a walking joke, only able to share these deeply buried thoughts with someone sitting next to me. He listened quietly, being the most faithful listener. And I