The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

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  • As I walked out of the cemetery, I saw someone I hadn’t expected–my dad. Jackson must have gone

  • to see him, which is how he found out about my mom’s camera. He must have also known that I was

  • back.

  • With a somewhat tentative tone, he asked, “Have you eaten?”

  • I didn’t respond immediately and asked, “What do you want from me?”

  • He hesitated for a moment before speaking, “Could you come home for a while?”

  • I couldn’t hold back a sarcastic laugh. “You’ve always told me to stay away. I’ve followed your

  • wishes, so why now, all of a sudden, do you want me to return?”

  • His voice trembled as he said, “… Your sister is ill. She has cancer.”

  • I froze for a moment, taken aback.

  • “I’ve tried everything… we’ve sold everything we can. You’re her sister. Could you help her?”

  • His face was full of sorrow and regret.

  • but it wasn’t what I wanted. It wasn’t my choice to push

  • were filled with pain. “You’re my daughter. How could I ever bear to send you

  • my reasons.”

  • was a tangled mess of misunderstandings. “I know,” I

  • been so happy, eager to tell him that I was going to follow in my mother’s footsteps and become a doctor. I rushed home, hoping to share the good

  • college soon too. How are we

  • to adulthood. Isn’t

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  • either her or me in this family!”

  • closed the door softly and ran out, sitting on the street alone for the rest of the afternoon. That entire summer,

  • thought I had everything figured out. It felt like a new beginning,

  • you sacrificed me. No matter how much it hurt, you still sent me away,” I said

  • mouth, but I interrupted,

  • as a daughter, you’re not a terrible father,

  • into my account from time to time, and I had saved it all, planning to repay him when the

  • right.

  • The rest… let it be

  • coldly, “Please, don’t come looking for

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  • the restaurant, I felt a wave of lightness wash over me. All the burdens that had weighed heavily on

  • shop where Joseph had once bought my mother the bird–of–paradise flowers. The owner recognized me, but the shop was almost empty. She was loading the

  • you moving these

  • I want to try

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