“This? This is nothing!"
Dad winced. Azriel was still seated on the conference table. He had his arms folded and he was watching me, looking at me with an unreadable expression.
“I thought I was in control when none of it had anything to do with what I'd planned, it'd all somehow been orchestrated so I'd end up with Azriel ”, I continued, rage propelling my words.
“And then when I escaped because it was f*****g unbearable,” I glanced at Azriel but he made no moves, his expression didn’t change.
“What did you do? Did you help me? Did you? No, you called Azriel and told him where to find me. Do you know what I had endured up to that point? Do you have any idea? Do you even care?
I thought you knew nothing but you knew f*****g everything.”
Dad shook his head, “I had no choice. And you
