Do you even consider how I might have felt? No, you think about how your son’s actions might affect your social standing.”
Edward leaned back in his seat. “That’s not true.”
“When I walked out that door eleven years ago, I was in more pain than you will ever know.” Matt swallowed and willed the shudders of agonizing memories of that night to stop, prayed for the rage to replace the pain. “Do you remember what you said to me? ‘Think about how this will look.”’ Matt shoved his chair under the table and headed for the door. “That told me exactly how much you cared about my feelings, Father.”
Matt stormed out and headed for the one place he knew would take the edge off his anger—a bar.
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