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“No,” I whisper, staggering, taking in my father’s words, and I lean on the wall, everything spinning as I try to comprehend them while they keep repeating in my head. I couldn’t have heard him correctly. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself as I turn around to leave, but I must have made a noise because next, Adrian asks Father to stop talking, causing a surge of panic, and I run out of the room.
I run down the corridor like a mad woman, my heart beating faster and faster like I’m going to lose my mind as it finally sinks in. For years, I asked myself, Why? Why did they take a human when Father obviously had no love for them? He wanted me to marry Adrian, and Adrian knew. All along, he knew, and that’s why he looked at me the way he
