"Don't you think you owe it to your family?"
Sun's jaw trembled, but her voice was firm. "Owe you what?"
Silence rippled in the air, flexing and pulsing like a coiled snake. When her father spoke, the sincerity in his voice was so coolly disarming that she could have collapsed.
She didn't, though. She willed herself to stand, at least until her father spoke again.
Brow tensed, he shook his head in confusion.
"Your life, Sun. Don't you think you owe us that?"
