Chapter 126. No Choice

I sat there, stunned, trying to process everything Mark was saying. It was as if the man I thought I knew had been replaced by someone I didn’t recognize—someone who had been hiding so much pain and desperation. 

The room seemed to close in around us, the sterile walls amplifying the weight of his confession. “You could reached out to me,” I said in a hard tone. I was pissed at him. I was so angry that he did this. 

“Reached out to you? Lisa, you hated my guts, you wanted me to die. You didn’t want to talk to me and your father was now staying at the house too, I needed to make sure that things kept afloat.” 

I scoffed, folding my arms on my chest as I stared at him in disgust. “I hate you, Mark. I hate you for doing this.” 

“I know,” He replied in a small and breathy voice. “And I’m sorry.” 

My heart ached and I shook my head slowly as tears escaped my eyes freely. I wiped them away with the back of my hand. “Everything was now