“We need to resolve this tension.”
I let out a dry chuckle.
“Tension? You mean the fact that I stopped paying for all of you?”
My mother exhaled, trying to keep her voice gentle.
“Sophia, you overreacted. Your father and I only wanted what was best for you.”
Parker scoffed.
“Did you even think before cutting us off like that? Do you not see how childish and selfish that was?”
I clenched my jaw.
“Childish? Selfish?”
My voice was dangerously low.
“I have kept this family afloat for over a decade. If anyone here is selfish, it’s all of you.”
Olivia crossed her arms, her voice soft but laced with poison.
“You’re acting like a victim. But let’s be real. You’re just mad because Mom and Dad didn’t leave you an inheritance, aren’t you?”
A cold fury burned in my chest.
I slowly stood up, my gaze sweeping across each of their faces.
“I came here because I thought maybe you had finally realized what you did wrong.”
I let out a sharp laugh.
“But no, you’re still the same leeches. Selfish. Ungrateful.”
My mother shot up from her seat, her voice sharp as a blade.
“If you walk out that door, don’t expect to be welcomed back.”
I stopped at the doorway, my hand gripping the doorknob.
I turned my head, locking eyes with her, my voice cold as ice.
“I never felt welcome here in the first place.”
Then I opened the door and walked away without looking back.
I drove home, my heart pounding against my ribs.
I didn’t know what they would do next, but I knew they wouldn’t let it go.
And just as I expected, the moment I arrived at my apartment, I froze.
My door was sealed shut.
A thick layer of grayish-white expanding foam covered the entire door frame, spilling over the edges, hardened like cement.
Someone had deliberately sabotaged my home.
I didn’t need to ask who.
My grip tightened around my phone, fury boiling in my veins.
I opened my security camera app, my pulse racing as I rewound the footage.
There he was, wearing a gray hoodie and a baseball cap, grinning smugly as he held a can of expanding foam, spraying it all over my door.
My hands clenched into fists.
Did they really think they could intimidate me?
Did they think I would crawl back, begging for forgiveness?
No.
I wasn’t letting them get away with this.
I stood in front of my sealed door, my breath heavy with anger.
I wasn’t shocked.
Nothing about them could surprise me anymore.