“Get out,” I spat, my voice shaking with fury as I looked at the stranger in front of me. “I don’t want you here.” His gaze darkened. “You’re not in a position to refuse, Verena.” That regret slipped from his face, replaced instead with something colder. “Neither of us are.” He hesitated for another second, shaking his head. “Your father will…” “You did all of this for my father?” Panic flared in my chest, even though I already knew the truth. “For the man who took your parents?”
