61| I don't owe him anything

Nelson's sanctuary in his study held a trove of memories, both painful and forgotten. As he stumbled upon old photographs and files from his youth, a flood of emotions engulfed him.

The images vividly depicted a time when he and his mother endured mistreatment, ultimately leading to her tragic end.

The wounds of the past, long buried in the recesses of his mind, resurfaced with a burning intensity.

Nelson, who had distanced himself from familial ties and his father's legacy, felt the weight of history bearing down on him.

His escape from the abusive environment and the decision to forge his own path had shaped the man he had become.

The success he had achieved and the happiness he had found were, in part, a rebellion against the painful chapters of his early life.

However, the news of his father's illness three years ago had stirred the dormant embers of resentment.

Nelson, holding steadfast to his vow, refused any connection with the man who had caused so much pain.

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