Willow
Tears are pouring down my face nonstop, but I can't seem to tear my eyes away from my father's, who has a stone-cold expression. He's sending me away like I'm a problem he needs gone without having to dirty his hands, except he would if need be.
"Father, y—you can't possibly be serious about this." I stutter in a breathless tone, my tear-filled gaze locked on his.
His nose turns up in a subtle scowl that I would have missed if I wasn't paying such close attention to him.
"I am, and like I said, it is all up to you to make that decision," he responds coolly, and I lose it.
"Don't say that!" I scream, "Don't you dare act like this is all just a f*****g game when you're not just turning not just mine but the lives of innocent people upside down!" I snap, and he shifts in his stanc
