“I should get going. I don’t want to be late,” I said abruptly. That would result in my entire family being slaughtered by devils. They were greedily awaiting their new slave, a fresh eighteen-year-old to t*****e and wear down over the rest of my life.
My dad fell into a puddle of tears then and I just couldn’t deal with it. I needed to stay strong or I was going to lose it.
“Love you guys. See you after,” I added, ignoring my father’s weeping as I walked hastily to where my coat was hanging by the door.
“Brielle.” My father’s voice carried so much emotion that I knew I wouldn’t be able to turn around or I would completely fall to pieces. “I’m so sorry. Forgive me?”
The apology was old, but this was new. Did she think I blamed her? We’d all agreed that the healer devil we went to had t
