"It is what you want, and regardless of what you think, I am not that cruel."
I didn’t believe him. Wrapping my arms around myself, I stared at the room full of men.
There was way too much testosterone tonight, and I knew I was nearly killed.
"Okay." I looked at my dad. "Can I … stay home tonight?"
"I’m taking you home," Nikolai said.
"I mean in my old bedroom." I didn’t want to be with Nikolai.
He didn’t make me feel safe. I missed my old home, my old house, and Millie.
The only way for me to feel strong right now was to enjoy a nice big bowl full of Millie’s comfort soup.
I didn’t even know what was in the soup, I just knew that I wanted it.
"I’m not letting you out of my sight," Nikolai said.
My father snapped back, and then they were arguing again. Of course, they were arg
