CHAPTER 101

VANESSA

“Did you sell it?” I asked my father the moment he stepped into the living room.

My parents house isn’t somewhere I frequent so often because this place brings notthig but bad memories. It reminds of how much I am not loved.

How ironic, I am not loved by my husband, nor am I loved by my parents. How great is my life.

“Yes, I did.” He replied, moving over to the other end of the sofa. “it