“You don’t work for Joseph,” Phillip says, eyeing the knife like it’s a poisonous snake. “No. I don’t,” I answer in a cold, detached voice. “I’m here because you sold my sisters to a fucking freak. Your own daughters.” Now that I am looking at him, I knew for sure Hart was right. Phillip Brooks is definitely their sperm donor. You could see it in the set of the jaw and around the mouth. Everything else they got from our mom, like the same hazel eyes that I have. “I didn’t know they were my daughters when I did it!” “Ah, but you still went through with stalking them for nine years to deliver
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