You knew I’d be repulsed to hear the news. You counted on it. It’s the reason you taped us having sex. It’s the reason you knew I’d pay you the money. So don’t bullshit me about how being my daughter is only a title. You’ve heard my terms. Take it or leave it.”

“I’ll take it. But you might want to climb off that big white horse, because ten minutes ago you offered to pay me twenty-five hundred a month to keep the relationship going. The same relationship you now claim was perverted. But over the years, as your net worth kept rising, five million, ten million, twenty million, fifty million, and counting…you never once picked up the phone to try to find me. You’ll pay twenty-five hundred to fuck a pretty 23-year-old every Friday but you won’t pay ten cents to help your own daughter get some clothes, food, or medical treatment after getting an abortion from her rapist. I waited my whole life for you to find me. But you never even tried. You think I’m perverted? Think about this, David: in my whole life the only way I was able to get your love and affection was to let you fuck me.”

She took a deep breath. “You’ve got seven days to pay up, or I’m going back to Michael. And when he brings me to visit the family, you’re going to be the same David you’ve always been as far as Alison and Jessie are concerned.”

“And if I can’t do that?”

“I’m afraid I’m going to insist that you do.”

“Help me understand why it’s so important for me to pretend I want you in my house, knowing you’re just waiting to be paid.”

“Because despite what you think about me, all I ever wanted was to have a real family. Remember last Christmas?”

“What about it?”

“That’s the only time I’ve ever experienced being with a real family at Christmas. And everyone liked me and wanted me there because I was Nicki, not Katie, and I was so happy, and I remember thinking I can’t keep living with Michael because we’re not compatible, but if you had told me then that all I had to do to be a part of your family was to fuck you every Friday, I wouldn’t have waited. I would have done it right under the Christmas tree, and once a day thereafter. Because that’s all I ever wanted. But fucking you didn’t make me part of the family, it pushed me further away. Yes, I got to be with you, and two days ago I got to spend time with Jessie at the concert, but I knew my time with Michael and Alison was done. So yes I’m going back to Michael, and I’m gonna try as hard as I can to get him to bring me to see you, because whatever time I get to be with you guys is the only time I’ll ever have with you for the rest of my life.”

“That’s quite poignant, but let’s not forget you’re willing to take two million to stop being around us.”

“Yes. But not being around you was your idea, not mine. And I accepted your terms because—once again—you don’t want me anywhere near your family. And the two million you keep whining about is a drop in the bucket for you, so please don’t insult me by acting like it’s a hardship.”

“I’d prefer you don’t come to the house. I’m not sure I can be convincing.”

“I’m afraid you don’t get to make that decision. It’s my last chance to spend time with my family, so if I can talk Michael into bringing me, you’ll be civil or I’ll tell your precious family who I really am. And I’ll make sure they get copies of the video, so they can see all the degenerate, perverted things you did to your own daughter. And by the way, those are your words, not mine, because I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve done with you, because love is love.