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"This pullover—my mom crafted it for you. She considered you like her own child, but how did you feel?" I said, my voice filled with resentment.

"You stood by idly as the media harassed them, as those individuals invaded our residence to harm and berate them."

"You dismissed their justifications. You claimed they were concealing me, intending to flee." I cried out in anguish, releasing all the pent-up frustration and hurt within me.

His expression was one of disbelief. "You... you were here the entire time?"

I regarded him with contempt. "Indeed, I was always present, observing you put your faith in Micah."

"Witnessing you charge me with arson, summoning law enforcement to detain me, placing blame on my parents."

"Denver, I had just sold their urban property. I had just assisted them in beginning a new chapter."

"But you destroyed them! Your lack of trust gradually led my parents to their demise!"