This is what I was always meant to be. And he’d hidden that from me. He’d stifled me. He’d lied to me. He gave me his power and then spent twenty years making me small and afraid and telling me how weak I was. And yet, as I drew the blade, a lump of painful grief rose in my throat. I was everything I was meant to be. My father’s daughter. Victim and protégée. Greatest love and ruination.
