Lucille’s POV
My body shook, as my father raged at me with blazing eyes. There was a mix of emotions in his eyes with concern and anger in them. But then with the ordeal I went through, the tears I had been holding back squeezed out of my eyes and they flowed uncontrollably down my face.
“Father…I…” I stuttered, taking a step back from him. I looked at my brother Lucas, silently asking for help but then he looked away quickly as he stood behind my father.
“Can’t you explain yourself, Lucille King?” He continued to ask but this time, his anger had simmered down and he looked very much concerned now.
However, before I could speak up, I heard Kent’s voice from behind.
“She was with me, Mr. King.” Kent came to stand by my side, and he took my hand with a solemn look on his face. “I'm
