I won't wish you well. You know what you have done to me over the past few years. You kept it a secret to us. Only you and I know bout the shit you had put me thru. Yet, you always live in denial. And I don't know what is your deal.
What do you want from me?
I fucking hate you and your son. I hate both of you. The hatred is so immense, till I can't even recall when it began planting itself into my soul. You are far beyond my comprehension and compassion.
Both of you deserve to die. Faster...
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