The Poisonous Marriage's Final Breath

silence. "Dad, that's enough

anipulative. Just like her mother. You never learned how to contr

taken decades of abuse aimed at himself, but the

wife," my father said, hi

talk about whoever I want in whatever way I w

s the corner of the table. He didn't hit me, but he shoved me hard. I stumbled backward, my heel catching on th

asp went throu

he rushed to my side, her fa

his own father, flipped a switch in him. The years of pent-up rage, of swallow

a bitch!"

he magnificent cake I had baked flying. It hit the wall with a wet splat, sliding down in

," my father said, his voice shaking with a fury

t his meek, long-suffering son had finally fought back. His f

ago," Tom shot back. "You're just a bit

help me up, was sobbing. "Dad,

"My heart... you're trying to give me a heart attack." I

me. Not after he had physically

f this is good enough! You all think you can buy my forgiveness with your cheap trinkets? You're all worthless! Th