Chapter 33 Pretending

Flat on my back, I reached toward him, voice wobbling. “Uncle Leo. Help me up.”

If I clung harder, he’d soften. He always did.

He didn’t move. “Let me go, Estelle. Please.”

My hand hung uselessly in the air.

His voice was empty. “The money, the house, the inheritance. Take it all. I don’t want a...

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