The Exile (The Bound and the Broken, #2.5)

by Ryan Cahill

For a parent is to a child what sun is to a flower.

“It is never weak to grieve for the ones you love.” Dayne’s father had said that the day he had found Dayne weeping over the body of his grandmother. Dayne had tried to wipe away his tears, but his father had stayed his hand. “To hide your tears is to do them a disservice. They have earned your love. Let them have it.”