Regan.
I watch in horror as dad continues with the announcement. Everyone turns in our direction and begin congratulating Lucinda and I.
I keep a tight expression as I watch dad, fiercely. He can't do this to me again. Coax me into attending something and announces Lucinda and I.
I recall how he did this when I was 18. He's doing it again.
I cut mum a look. She has this pleading expression, but I ignore it and storm out.
Marching in the direction of the terrace. The entire excitement, fading in the background as I put distance between myself and the cheering voices.
On the terrace, I scream into the night. Frustrated at the life I was born into. I should be making my decisions. It's my life, not dad's. But for the past years, he's assumed my own life and has left me to only follow in his wake. He's done it to my brothers; ruining the lives of them and their wives.
