Power crumbles
My stepfather’s power started to disintegrate. The reality struck him hard: he no longer had the upper hand. His bluster faded into stillness as he realized the support I was receiving. Friends and family members stared at him, their expressions a mix of disbelief and contempt. The proof and the visitors’ reactions delivered him a severe blow to his power, from which he could barely recover.
Power Crumbles
Storms out
He stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. The loud bang reverberated throughout the house, yet it did not bother me. I stood firm, holding the paperwork in my palm. He had lost his composure, the final indication of his failure. The visitors followed him with their gaze before returning to me, their faces softened with pity and worry.
Storms Out
