*Harper's POV*
"What do you want?" Dad spouted as he spit on the floor, landing right by my feet. He was standing in the middle of the open room, hands up above his head, wrapped in chains. This was the most vulnerable position I had ever seen him in, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't relishing it a little, wondering how it made him feel being at someone else's mercy.
My heart was racing as I took a step closer before finally stopping in my tracks. As soon as he looked up and directly at me, I lost the strength to move any further. The scowl on his face sent shivers down my spine, bringing me back to that dark place, huddled in the corner of the dark, cold basement. I shook my head, escaping from my terrified thoughts as I desperately tried to hold my ground and remain strong. I op
