My Mother Made Me Serve Drinks At My Brother’s Wedding

final letter to me,” I said, my voice dropping lower. “Where he asks me not to press charges because he didn’t want a public scandal. He wanted peace.”

I let the silence hang in the air, thick and heavy.

“My father’s mercy is the only thing keeping you from a murder investigation,” I said evenly. “But my mercy has its limits.”

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