"He had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise."
IN WHICH two neighbors meet only to be thrown into a world that was the opposite of their own and forced to battle for their lives every night alongside...
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"DAD..." THE WORD slipped from her lips, barely more than a whisper, laden with a mix of shock, confusion, fear, and a whirlwind of emotions she couldn't fully place in that frantic moment. Her mind was racing, her thoughts a chaotic jumble. She could feel her body beginning to tremble uncontrollably, and despite every instinct screaming at her to look away, her eyes remained locked onto the man standing before her.
He was still smirking down at her, his eyes glinting with amusement. The familiar, condescending look that had haunted her memories for years was now a cruel reality. He stepped into the room with an air of casual dominance, his every movement exuding a confidence that made her skin crawl. Kaia sucked in a breath, the sound sharp and loud in the oppressive silence of the room. Her body reacted on instinct, flinching back as though she had been struck. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to flee, to put as much distance between herself and this man as possible.
She scrambled backward, her movements jerky and uncoordinated, driven by a primal need to escape. Her father's presence was suffocating, his gaze piercing through her like a blade. "Irene, leave us please," he commanded, his voice calm and authoritative as he continued to advance into the room.