Miranda
My body threatens to give out on me under the heat of the summer sun. There is barely any time to breathe before Lily, Harper, and my father throw another extreme task at me. Some of them have been damn near impossible to complete but I get them done much to their dismay.
My skin is painted red and my muscle ache, struggling to keep up with basic tasks like getting out of bed and putting my work clothes on.
It has been four days since I was taken from Sebastian and thrown into the hands of the Rogue King. I know it was of my own volition, giving up my agency and body in exchange for my children’s.
It is a decision I would make again with no hesitation.
I can’t even begin to think what the Rogue King and my ex-family would have made my children do if they were here instead of m
