Chapter 32
I sat in the drawing room, nestled into the plush armchair as I read my book. The fire crackled merrily in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the walls and floor. Kael was nearby, his gaze fixed intently on the screen of his laptop. Despite everything that had happened between us, there was a strange sense of calm that had settled over us, like two opposing forces at rest. But then my curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn't help but ask about the one thing that had been nagging at me since the beginning. "Why do you hate my father so much?" I asked, unable to keep the note of pleading out of my voice. Kael's face hardened, his jaw clenching as he looked up at me with dark, unreadable eyes. "It's complicated," he said tersely I frowned, sensing that he was hiding somet
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