“Nice of you to show up,” Dad says, pausing next to my seat and looking down at me like I'm the biggest disappointment of his entire life. “I'd almost forgotten that you attended this school.” “That's on you,” I quip back, crossing my arms over my unbound chest, and shrugging. “You're the one that said you didn't want to treat me like a daughter anymore.” “That's not what I said,” he bites out and then sighs, pausing to run his hand over his thinning hair. “You're misinterpreting my words for your own gain, behavior that’s rather childish, especially for a woman who’s engaged and planning to
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