“I want you to know that I hate you more right now than I have ever hated him.” His body was shaking, his hands balled into fists at his sides. “I want you to know that you are no longer my mother—not that I ever had one of those to begin with.” He clenched his jaw, striving to keep the pain inside of him from expelling. His pride refused to allow him to show emotion in front of these people. “From this moment on, you are dead to me. All your shit? Handle it yourself. The next time he hits you? I won’t be there to shield you. The next time he drinks all the money and you can’t feed the kids or
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