Two Weeks After My Dad Turned My Move Into A Public Family Joke

to anyone.”

My mother’s lips parted.

The expensive room, with its bright rug and perfect curtains, suddenly felt smaller.

My father stared at me like I’d spoken in a language he wasn’t prepared to understand.

“How would you know any of that?”

I gave him the faintest smile.

“That’s the question you should have asked before posting about me.”

No one moved.

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