Ian’s POV
I can’t believe that she is my angel, my first angel.
Shit , I was nine, my mother was dead for a few weeks and my heart was devastated while my father transformed into the freak control he is now. He was not this way but when mom died everything changed.
That day I ran away from home after another fight with my father. All I wanted was to stay at home and be left alone so I could grieve my mother's loss but my father had other plans.
I found my angel at the gates of our private cemetery. She was so tiny and beautiful, with those teary eyes. Sitting near my mom's grave she was crying her heart out that a monster would eat her.
I came there to cry but I found her and she made me smile. I took her little hand and when she looked in my eyes I thought that I saw an a
