“I was just trying to…”
“What?” I interrupted her. “Destroy their sense of security? Make them believe they’re burdens? You have no right to hurt them, Joyce.”
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A woman in a black dress | Source: Pexels
Mark was very firm.
He showed the blue and green suitcases she had given to the boys.
When Joyce saw what he was holding, she was shocked. She dropped her fork.
“Mark… no… You wouldn’t dare.”
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A shocked woman | Source: Pexels
He placed the suitcases on the table. “Actually, Mom, we’ve already packed the bags for the person who will be leaving this family today.”
He took an envelope out of his pocket and placed it right next to his glass.
“In there,” he said, without ever breaking eye contact, “there’s a letter stating that you’re no longer welcome here, and a notice stating that you’ve been removed from our emergency contact list.”
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A pensive man | Source: Pexels
“Until you go to therapy,” Mark concluded sternly.
Joyce shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face. “You can’t do this! I’m your MOTHER!”
Mark didn’t even flinch.
“And I am THEIR FATHER now,” he clarified.
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An angry man | Source: Pexels
“These children are MY family, and I will do whatever it takes to protect them. YOU chose to be cruel to them, and now I choose to make sure you can never hurt them again.”
“You’ll regret this, Mark,” she said as she left.
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