Chapter 119

• "I was your caretaker—I provided for you, ensured you were nourished, and took steps to keep you alive, nurturing you through your formative years," he yelled vehemently from his confinement, his booming voice echoing down the long, desolate corridor as if a massive red rubber ball were careening wildly between the walls, creating a chaotic atmosphere.
• "You must acknowledge the truth: nobody else would have had the fortitude to sustain a child with your blood on their hands. No one else could have made the sacrifices I made for you. You are deeply indebted to me. You owe me everything, you ungrateful little wretch."
• Goodness, I thought to myself, it's very clear he has completely lost touch with reality.