“That’s what I used to think,” he replied. “I used to think I’d never hurt your mother the way my old man hurt mine. Believe it or not, I’ve loved her my whole life. I can remember how it felt at the beginning. How special she was. How much I adored her. I swore to myself that I wouldn’t repeat my own father’s mistakes.” He choked out a humorless laugh. “And look where I am, boy.” “My mother was a vulnerable teenage girl, and you took advantage,” I choked out, trembling. “You’re a fucking monster!” “Do you think I was born this way, boy?” he demanded, taking another swig from his bottle. “I’m
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