I can’t believe what you’ve done to me.
I know that all thru childhood you were a dick and I knew I’d never really like you no matter what dad said about how I’d need you in the future. I’m sure that I’ll never need you.
You ruined my life iwth my fiance and now I have to start all over with him.
When I asked you for this one thing, the one thing I’ve ever asked you for, you betrayed my trust in a way that I won’t forgive.
I’m glad I moved out because if I see your face, I’d destroy it. No, that wouldn’t be fair. WHat I should do is destroy your life with YOUR fiancée. That seems fair, doesn’t it?
So don’t expect to exchange pleasantries with me anymore. The only time I will EVER acknowledge your presence again is at the Christmas dinner table with Grandma. For her sake, not yours.
Go die in a burning pit.