Chapter 26
Ana
I forced down a sickening feeling when I came face to face with the monster himself. His gaze burned with such intensity that it weakened me to the core. The instinct to submit and give in forced me to stay quiet. It almost seemed like that the time froze for me. A quiver ran down my spine as my mother placed her hand on my shoulder.
“We all know how much you loved Uncle Charles and how sad you were when he left. So, what better gift than getting the man itself,” she said to me. Her assumptions were wrong. I looked at her direction and stared at her in disbelief.
Was it so difficult to understand me? How could she say that I loved him? And that I was sad after he left?
“Come on, you don’t want to give the old man a hug.” His terrifying voice made it’s way
