Weight of Blame

Cassia Rowe

The door to Gideon’s room creaked as I stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, my heart heavier than ever. My father’s words echoed in my ears, strange and unfamiliar as they were. The man who had tormented me through my childhood had just admitted he didn’t want me to suffer. It should’ve brought some kind of consolation, but instead, it only deepened the guilt pooling in my chest.

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