Cassian
My father arrives about 5 minutes after Lincoln picked up Lillia. My heart is pounding with how close we cut it.
He bursts through the front door without warning, as usual.
“Hello, Oscar.” I greet plainly.
“So where is she?” He grumbles, looking around.
“Not here.” I frown.
He scoffs, “That’s the entire reason I came.”
“Guess you can just go home then.” I reply with a bored tone.
“Why would you send her away? Were you lying about marking her?” He narrows his eyes at me.
“No, of course not.” I say defensively, “I just don’t want her anywhere near you, after your certain threats.”
He sighs, looking offended, “You really think I’d stoop so low as to kill her after you’ve marked her?”
“Maybe.”
“Have more faith in me, son.” He grimaces.
I hesitate, did he actually come her
