42. I Hate My Father

THERESA'S POV

Who the heck are you calling?" My father's deep voice pierced the air of the room from behind as he stood upright by the doorstep of my room.

“Oh,” I exclaimed in a low tone, as I turned my back and checked; I saw him dressed in his white top and black jeans, wearing his indoor slip...

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