“It would seem I am much like your father, Madeleine, for no matter how I wish to keep you from harm, you consistently find your way into it by making rash decisions that lead to dire consequences.” After he finished, I stared at him hoping he did not just say that. Or, since he obviously did, that he would immediately take it back. I’d told him all about my father. He knew. He freaking knew. He knew that wasn’t right and he knew how his saying that would make me feel. I stood there, staring at him, and gave it time. Apollo didn’t take it back. “He didn’t wish to keep me from harm,” I
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