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I stared into my dad\u2019s eyes, where every glance was a calculation, every blink a scheme unfolding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t joking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was figuring out which \u201cparts\u201d of me could be sacrificed to \u201ccompensate\u201d for his precious son\u2019s broken leg.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t cry and didn\u2019t make a scene.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I only looked at him and nodded with perfect clarity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My reaction caught everyone off guard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad was struck dumb.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom, who just regained consciousness and gared at me with consternation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Purchase completed\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even Eileen, lying by the bedside, forgot to keep up her little act and shed another crocodile tear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I strode past them to Barnaby\u2019s bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sweat beaded across his forehead from pain and fear, and for the first time, his gaze at me was tinged with unadulterated terror.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Barnaby,\u201d I said. \u201cI\u2019ll bring the scale to perfect balance.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, I turned on my heels and left the hospital. No one tried to stop me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Perhaps they believed I was truly going to make some heroic sacrifice for the family, for his broken leg.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I went back to the \u201chome\u201d that held me captive for twenty years.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t pack any clothes. I only grabbed my ID, my birth certificate, my passport, and every original certificate and award I had earned through hard work.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the last stop, I stepped into Dad\u2019s study.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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conspicuous spot on the desk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I took it, along with other documents, and put it into my backpack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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This was the first time I had ever taken anything from this house that didn\u2019t belong to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But someone, I felt that this was the one thing I was entitled to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t leave a note or make a call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before shutting the door, I took one last glance at this lonely, cold prison I once called \u201chome.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, I left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no shred of regret or settlement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As fast as I could, I ran to the bank and withdrew every cent that I had saved from working three jobs. Then, I bought the first flight to the south.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the plane soared into the sky, I watched the city shrink beneath me and felt a freedom that I had never known before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Dad regained composure after a brief shock.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He said to Mom, \u201cI\u2019m glad that she has come to her senses. Wise and responsible. She\u2019s worthy of being my daughter.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled out his phone, grinning with pride, and called Pierce, eager to figure out how to milk me dry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But to his shock, I turned my phone off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Two days had passed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no word from me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Dad started to suspect something, but he assumed I was throwing a fit and hiding somewhere.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He bombarded me with messages, starting with orders, then escalating to insults.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSylvie! This has gone too far! Your brother can\u2019t wait! Get your ass back right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou ungrateful brat! We didn\u2019t raise you to leave us in the lurch! Do you want your brother to end up crippled?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mom wouldn\u2019t stop calling me, but every call went straight to voicemail.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Dad opened the letter impatiently. After he read it, that mask of calm he always wore finally\u00a0<\/p>\n
cracked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sued them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The charges were abuse, illegal seizure of my property for over a decade, and psychological manipulation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I demanded that they return every penny I had been forced to give to Barnaby as \u201ccompensation\u201d since six, including pocket money, scholarships, wages\u2026 a total of 63,100 dollars.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In addition, I insisted on 170,000 dollars for the emotional damage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the most crucial evidence was the \u201cfamily ledger\u201d that I had taken, the one Dad was so proud of.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every page, every line, clearly recorded the crimes he had committed against me over a decade.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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