Chapter 33
Rebecca
«Reb, what you are doing is dangerous. Hiding a Red Blood is reckless and irresponsible. What are you going to do with her? It is not a pet you can look after... You have to give us Hanna!»
My father was looking at me angrily with his brow furrowed, his gaze tight and his hands clenched.
I was in the living room of my parents' house, sitting in one of the armchairs with the bag on my lap. I had brought the book on Purple Bloods with me.
I felt exhausted and on the verge of resignation, but I still wanted something from them.
«You won't have Hanna, who knows what you would do to her. Maybe you would use her for your experiments.»
«Don't be silly, Reb. Hanna is a predator and so must be locked up.»
«That's enough! I'm not here for Hanna, but for another reason.»
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