"I did what was best for you."
"You didn't do what was best for me, you did what was easier for you. If you cared about what was best for me, you wouldn't have taken my father from me. You wouldn't have lied to me for eleven years. And I've been trying to understand it, but I can't. Because you didn't think about me, he just wasn't good enough so you cut him out of my life. I grew up thinking that my dad didn't want me and maybe, at one point, he didn't. But that doesn't change anything. It doesn't change the fact that I grew up without my dad."
"Summer-"
"Mom, don't. Everyone thinks you're perfect, like you've never done anything wrong in your life, but they're wrong because they don't know anything about you. No one knows who you really are. I don't even know who you really are, so how could they?"
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FanfictionShe may be the oldest daughter Of the most famous woman in the world, but that doesn't mean her life's perfect. Her life is the farthest thing from perfect and there's practically nothing she can do about it
