Kate woke up in the morning filled with dread.
She hated the fact that she had to meet with Erin again today because she had to hand her the two supplementary credit cards to make up for the credit cards she had blocked.
"In the end, I'm powerless against those bastards…" Kate muttered as she stared at her bedroom ceiling. "How could someone be so vile, using her own sickly old Mom as a weapon against her sister? Where did it go wrong? Did I teach her to be so cruel?"
A train of regret flashed through Kate's mind, "Does Erin hate me so much for sticking to the truth that our Dad is a bastard that has no right to be protected? He's a vile man and I refuse to protect the image of a bastard like him!"
Kate felt emotional as she remembered all the vile deeds that her father committed behind his family's back. Who would've expected that a religious man could be so debauched and disgusting?
