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“You were spying on me?” Analia glared at Gulliver.
“No. Actually, we’re spying on Davis and imagine our surprise. when he called Terrance multiple times and his call was declined each time, but he called you and you talked to him for eight minutes.”
“Is that why you’re here?” Analia snapped at January. “You don’t talk to me for days and then you show up to accuse me of what?”
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“I showed up to talk to you and to try to sort out what the fuck is happening with us and damn it, Mom, you’re making me want to walk right back out the door and say to hell with it.”
Her mother blinked at the sharp tone January took. “January.”
“Mom. I don’t know what is going on with you but you’re constantly harping at me and snapping at me. Ever since the damn Henry thing, you’ve been giving me shit about everything. If I say yes, you say no. If I say up, you say down. Jesus, Mom, you stood here in this kitchen and called me
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Kaylee!”
“I did it for you!” her mother yelled at her. “I sacrificed my own fucking life for you and for what? For nothing, January. I gave up my friends and my job and my life in New York for you. Your father said we have to move, and I fucking moved because it was for you. I made the hard sacrifices of my own life, and you can’t make them for Kaylee?”
January pulled her head back in surprise at the way her mother exploded at her.
“God damn it January. I have given up so much of my life and my own dreams and my own wants. I sold my dream house in New York. I loved my house and I moved here and you know, I got used to it here. I liked it. I settled in. Yet you walk around like we fucking owed you the move and then the minute it was time to do something for your own daughter, to sacrifice a bit of your own discomfort, you scrunched your nose and acted like you were being asked to shoot yourself in the face. You expect me and your father to give up our lives for you, but you can’t do the simplest thing like cohabitate with your daughter’s father?”
“You are so out of line.”
The quiet comment from Terrance made Analia turn her head to him incredulously.
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“January never once asked us to move. She never once asked us to live with her. She never asked you to sell your house or to leave your dreams in New York, Analia. I asked you to do that. I begged you to do it. I was the one, because of the things Davis was feeding us, put the fucking fear of God in all of us. I was the one who insisted when we relocated here that it made more sense for us all to live together than separately. I love being the person my daughter turns to and relies on and needs. She needed me and it made me feel like I was a good man, taking care of my daughter. I would never, not ever, do anything which would sacrifice her happiness for my own. This was never a quid pro quo situation Analia. I never walked away from my life in New York with the expectation that January would need to give up her happiness for her own kid. That’s a fucking twisted way to think and I am so ashamed of you right now.”
Analia sniffed and wiped a tear off her cheek. “It’s not fair.”
“No. It’s not fair. None of it was fair but to demand that January repay you for the choices you made as her mother is also not fair.”
“I just,” she looked away, “it was all for nothing! It was for nothing. Ten minutes of him being in the house I could see he was still in love with her. She was so bitter, but I knew it was for nothing. We moved and gave everything up for nothing and she’s so ungrateful.”
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“She’s not ungrateful!” Terrance yelled. “God damn it Analia. How the hell do you want her to show her gratitude. Would you be happier with her bleeding, on her knees, praying to you as a goddess? Do you know how selfish you sound right now?”
January suddenly felt a bubble of emotion rise in her chest and the sob which pulled from her chest immediately caused Gulliver to yank her from her seat at the table and into his
arms.
“Why do you hate me so much?” January sobbed against Gulliver’s chest. “I don’t understand why you hate me so
much?”
“I don’t hate you,” Analia whispered.
January couldn’t stop crying as her mother’s words kept reverberating in her head. Her mother resented her and it was causing a rift between her parents.
“Shh,” Gulliver whispered as he kissed the top of her head gently. “It’s okay. We’ll get this sorted. It’s going to be all right.”
“She hates me, Gulliver. My mother hates me because we moved here and I was pregnant and I lived with them,” she sniffled against his shirt.
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appreciative.”
“Analia, what do you want her to do to prove she is appreciative? She’s never asked us for anything. Nothing. She’s never even asked us to babysit a single time in all the time we’ve lived here. We’ve offered and she’s agreed but even when she’s been sick, she’s taken care of Kaylee. I want to know what exactly you want her to do to make you feel that whatever it is you think she owes you is paid up.”
“I,” Analia looked at her husband in confusion. “I don’t want anything from her. All I asked of her was to put Kaylee first.”
“She has always put Kaylee first, Analia. Always and I don’t understand why you don’t see it.”
“It’s clear she’s harboring some serious resentment for having to move away from New York and give up her life for eight years.” Gulliver said suddenly. “Did that resentment lead you to work with Davis? What did he promise you, Analia that would make you feel better for the time of your life that you’ve wasted and can’t get back? Are you so angry at January for living her life the way she wants that you agreed to fuck my family over in retaliation?”
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