“You’re human,” he says, softening his tone. “Come here, angel.” I move forward, crouching down so he can take my hand. “I’m going to get you out of this. Not necessarily so you can run into your bro— Malachi’s arms, but I want you to be free from this life. Your mother—she’s insistent on power and traditions. She signed the agreement without my knowledge.”
Aww dad
