She nodded. “I loved him, don’t get me wrong. My father wasn’t the greatest man. And if you asked Mundo, I’m not sure if he was even a good one. But with me, I felt like he loved me. He didn’t show it often, but I felt loved.”
“You were his only daughter,” Jarvis said darkly. “Of course he loved you.”
“Is anything really as simple as that?” she asked, shaking her head at him. “My point is, I loved him, but I’d watch the way he was with my mother and I was terrified I’d end up the same way.”
“They weren’t happy together?”
She hesitated. “I couldn’t say.”
“What do you mean?”
“They appeared it, but my mother was… she was chained to him in a way that terrified me. If he asked her to jump, she’d ask how high. That kind of thing.”
Jarvis rolled his eyes. “I can see why that would terrify
