The voice I heard...
Was I in a dream or just daydreaming? Was this a real moment? My father, whom I hadn't heard from in a long time but knew to be alive, was here now and had called my name.
My father, whom even Lucas couldn't locate, had appeared. While I was willing to sell my body to Lucas Morrison in the hope of finding them, my father had arrived.
When I slowly turned around, there he was, my father standing right in front of me. He had returned for me.
Though initially rendered speechless at the sight of him, I managed to whisper, "Dad."
Lucas's grip on my waist tightened, becoming even more rigid. I couldn't bring myself to raise my head and meet his gaze; all my focus was on my father.
As my father approached us, the guards positioned themselves in front of us.
Halting bes
