“Wait.” She raised a hand, brushing her fingers over my eyes and casting an illusion. I inhaled sharply as the interior of the shed changed to mirror my father’s office instead. I’d shown her photos of this place on my phone, and she’d even remembered to add the little green Dragon paperweight on the desk that was an exact replica of the asshole who’d sired me. Sofia stepped aside and I moved forward with a thirst for vengeance. I raised the sledgehammer and swung it down at that paperweight with a roar of hatred leaving me. It smashed beneath my might and the desk cracked in two.
