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My father sat in one corner of the opulent room, nursing a drink with the expression he always wore when he was drunk and filled with worry. A young girl—she couldn’t have been much older than me—was kneeling in front of him, bobbing her head up and down my father’s desire.
The sight didn’t shock me. My father was a serial cheater who never bothered to hide his women back at Crestborne. But what was more surprising was what he was doing here.
All around the room, simil ...
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