"It wasn’t me who was impregnated by an unknown man and still walked the pack without shame. " My eyes lifted, steady.
"Shouldn’t father first ask his ‘good daughter’ which man she chose to share her bed with? "
CLANG!
A hand slammed hard against the table.
"You shameless woman, do you think Victoria is like you! "my elder brother exploded, his voice ripping through the room as he stood up furiously. "Wasn’t killing mom enough that now you even want to sow discord between our family? ! "
My fingers went numb against the edge of the table. "I-I never-"
"Oh really? " My twin brother Damien stood, his gaze sliding downwards slowly until it landed on my stomach with disgust.
"Let it be brother." He smirked "Maybe God saw what kind of woman she was and kept her barren for years, even when she conceived…. it was all but a dead child.”
Something broke then.
Not loudly.
Not dramatically.
Just the quiet understanding that I had loved people who never once tried to love me back.
For years, I had stood between my twin and father’s temper, taken the blows meant for him, swallowed my own pain so he could remain unscarred.
But from beginning to end, none of them ever looked back.