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Chapter 21: And, Action
Ewan
I’m enraged. No, I’m beyond enraged. I’m seething. As I hold Taryn’s fragile form in my arms, all I can think about is killing my father. I’m in disbelief at what I heard. I mean, I always knew that my father was a bloody sod, but I never imagined he’d try to rape a sixteen-year-old girl. It’s beyond reprehensible. I look down at her sleeping face, and my rage heightens at the sight of her swollen eyes, sodden cheeks, and drying tears. The bastard tried to rape her!
I haven’t made the call, but I’m still holding my phone in my hand. I have to give myself a minute to calm down before calling my brother and rail at him for not taking action on our father's weeks ago.
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