Chapter 4

All that so-called regret and longing? It was just her way of hoping I'd play the obedient daughter again, jump whenever she said so, just like before.

But the second I didn't go along with it, she bared her fangs.

"Forgive?" I echoed, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Such an easy word, wasn't it?

Easy enough to pretend that, if I just said it, all those wounds carved into me would magically disappear.

I cut her off before she could rant any further.

I didn't say a word. I just hung up.

After I hung up, the world went quiet.