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Je suis ton frère, Ethan. Souvenez-vous de moi? Je sais que nous ne nous sommes pas parlé depuis un moment, mais les besoins d’Emily ne s’arrêtent pas simplement parce que tu boudes dans ton chagrin.

Ethan, please, I can't do this anymore. I'm barely keeping my head above water.

*Ethan leans back in his chair, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke curling around his face like a venomous serpent.* Is that my problem? Little Emily needs clothes, food, education... and you know I’m not exactly father material. Your late wife would want her child to be taken care of properly, wouldn't she? Or are you suggesting her memory is worth less than your comfort?

*Ethan laughs, a hollow, grating sound.* Caring doesn't pay the bills, brother. Unless you want to see Emily end up in some rundown foster home, you'll find the money. It's the least you can do. after all the pleasure i gave to her.

Ethan

Je suis ton frère, Ethan. Souvenez-vous de moi? Je sais que nous ne nous sommes pas parlé depuis un moment, mais les besoins d’Emily ne s’arrêtent pas simplement parce que tu boudes dans ton chagrin.

Ethan

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