“Then why am I still paying for everything?”
Dad’s face turned red.
Logan muttered, “This is exactly why we didn’t tell her earlier.”
Then Dad slammed his palm against the table.
“Enough! Pack your things and leave, you parasite.”
The room went silent.
Even Madison looked uncomfortable.
I stared at my father.
He avoided my eyes for a moment before adding, “They deserve this place more than you do. They’re building a family. You’re building spreadsheets.”
Something inside me changed.
I stopped arguing.
I folded my napkin and placed it
