Chapter 2 - Leaving The Toxic Family Dinner Forever
The heavy mahogany front door of Diane’s luxurious Connecticut estate slammed shut behind us with a hollow, echoing thud.
The cold autumn wind whipped through the cobblestone driveway as my mother pulled her knitted woolen cardigan tightly around her shoulders.
My brother Liam stood beside her, his knuckles still faintly bruised and red from the punch he had delivered to Ryan’s jaw.
“Are you alright, Mom?” Liam asked softly, his voice full of a tender concern that contrasted sharply with his fierce protection.
“I’m fine, Liam. Just tired of the pretensions of people who think money gives them the right to degrade others,” Mom answered quietly.
I rushed forward, wrapping my arms around my mother’s frail frame and burying my face against her comforting shoulder.
“I am so sorry, Mom. I never should have let you come to this awful house tonight,” I whispered, tears burning my eyes.
“You didn’t know they were going to be this cruel, honey. But you showed them that we don’t bow to bullies,” Mom smiled gently.
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Behind us, the interior lights of the mansion blazed brightly through the oversized colonial windows overlooking the manicured lawns.
We walked together toward Liam’s black luxury SUV parked near the edge of the circular driveway, leaving the toxic estate behind.
