Chapter 60. Cut all communication

''I thought as much''

Peters last words to his daughter.

''Well, if she wants to have a damn roof over her head, she will abide by my rules'',Peter thought to himself as he walked into his study and slammed the door.

''Bang''.

The noise echoed through the house. Martha down the passage almost jumped out of her skin. She knew Peter was upset, but slamming the door confirmed he was getting out of control.

Peter was once again reaching the deep, dark place once again.

The hate and the loathing of his daughter had begun once again. Martha knew it. She had hoped all these years that love would blossom and replace all the coldness in his heart.

That ray of hope she held onto for all these years was now slipping away. The light was dimming. All Martha could do was hold onto the words, blood is thicker than water. One day she knew he would come to his senses. She prayed that the oneday she prayed for would not be too late.

Pete