Disowned

DAPHNE

I stood there, frozen, my cheek still stinging from the slap. My dad’s chest was rising and falling like he could barely hold himself together, but his eyes… his eyes were filled with nothing but hate. He looked at me like I was filth.

“You heard me,” he barked. “Pack your things and get the hell out of my house.”

I blinked. My hands clenched at my sides as my chest started to rise and fall