“He.. what?”
I stared at Slater, my head spinning in circles and going fuzzy around the edges. For a minute, I thought I might pass out.
“He was going to f*****g sell you, Evelyn. He was going to sell you for a f*****g paycheck and not think twice about it. Do you have any idea what happens to the girls who get sold to the bratva?”
It was a sucker punch right to the stomach. I felt the wind get knocked out of me as I sharply exhaled. It couldn’t be true. My father was a lot of things, and a good father was not one of them— but he wouldn’t sell me to god knows what kind of monster for his own benefit..
Would he?
My hands trembled as tears stung in my eyes, and I balled my hands into fists, trying to still my quivering bottom lip as I met Slater’s angry gaze. “You’re making that up.
