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Dad dashes his coffee mug on the wall adjacent to me and I shriek.

“Get your ass to your room now!” Dad turns slowly, his expression icy.

“Hayes hasn’t seen the last of me yet. I’m going to destroy everything he has.”

My feet tremble and it takes all my strength to remain standing. I know, I just know that Dad isn’t bluffing.

Hayes has worked so much for everything he owns. It will kill me if dad