Chapter 12 - William Attempts To Beg For Forgiveness In Vain

As the applause slowly died down, William stumbled forward from his chair with shaking hands.
“Rachel... honey... please, talk to these men,” William stammered, tears pooling in his aged eyes.
“We’re family, Rachel; you can't let them destroy everything I built for us.”
I looked down at him without a single ounce of anger, malice, or satisfaction in my heart.
“You told me I wasn't important enough to be in this room tonight, Dad,” I answered quietly.
“You made your guest list, and you made damn sure I wasn't on it.”
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I turned my back on him, picking up my birthday envelope from the donation box on the table.
“Enjoy your party, William,” I said, using his first name for the very first time in my life.
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