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Disgusted, I shoved my middle finger to his face which made the asshole crack up so much. I eyed him with so much sustain, mouthing at him to keep his annoying laughter down. He left me there and went back to the room. My room.

"Yes, It is," he smiled warmly. "How's the apartment? Comfortable? Safe?"

I glanced around the pristine, expensive living room, my gaze tracking the marble accents and the high-end leather couches and finally the kitchen and its counter. I felt the urge to puke as images of Zephyr and Amara or Angela flashed in my mind.

With clenched teeth, I said. "It's... incredible, Dad. Really....