Chapter 45
- Westley
- CLYVE
- “YOU CAN’T and won’t ever control my life anymore, Skip because Dad told you so. It’s plaguy! Can’t I at least make a choice on my own?” Rage rode me as I threw my hand in the air while yelling over the phone. I was so bloody sick of having someone dictating my life even if it was my own brother—as if I was a good-for-nothing bastard. This had to stop one way or another. I was so sick of this!