ute I gave your parents 3 million dollars you became mine Elizabeth, don't let that little stubborn voice in your head trying to prove you otherwise.'' His words strike

hough taking money in exchange for their daugh

y lungs. He looks up at me but all my at

k, catching the attention of My Father

st justify his actions but all he does is

hat room, I realize that I am surrounded by strangers. The people I thought I knew, the ones that brought me up; had now sold me for money. My Parents were not different from strangers. They were the people

t Ricardo kid you were seeing." My mother says, taking a stance as she stares at me. M

e you bring him up jus

ou could never make. I went out of my way and found you a good

band, to begin with. you have done this for yourself. you care nothing about what I feel or what I think. Wha

hat happened today. because at the end of the day I had the biggest belief and Faith in my father. And I knew that he could never betray me. not in a tho

. it makes me look like a fool for believing in my fami

l at this moment. because the betrayal has broken me more than anything. I had a lot of faith in m

ymore. it doesn't show me love or affection. it only shows me deception. it makes

e about him. He is a billionaire. you won't need to

ning this?" I ask feeling th

t the sound of his voice. I was always going to be afraid of him. at the idea of his punishment and

r forget about this family. You better start assuming that we are not related. I will denounce you if the

dle of the room, the man who had alleg

and ask him, hoping that unlike my parent

es him suffocate. the way he flicks his fingers in general shows disdain. As though he assumes that all we wanted to do all our lives is get out of that house. I hate the way he makes assumptions about us. I hate the way he looks down at us. he lo

e a decision that I was sure I would leave to regret. But it had to be done because this was the final thing that would settle the Debt between my parents

hen are we ge

...

le sitting at the top of the staircase. Yes, I watched my entire family love and celebrate the new Union that had come with the cost of m

m to at least make a stand for me or try to reason with my parents. I expected them to be first in line to defend me and say that I had a better future for myself other than marrying for money. It would appear that

enjoying themselves, why would I

er the happy laughter or the Jovial stories that

tone. when I get to the bottom of the stairs my family falters, my brother's loo

. His forms of discipline were much worse and more torturous than the scolding and grounding my mother always used to give us when we were children. father bel

iss the tension that dances around the room. Does my brother feel uncomfortable? Mother snakes an arm around him, h

d that right now, the only boundaries you have left are the fact tha

were stepping back. They could tell that Dad was about to unleash his anger and they did their b

ot my fami