The gentle purr of the car engine resonated softly in the night, merging with the rhythmic whispers of Dysis’s calm breathing. From the driver’s seat, Alexander glanced at her, noticing her head tilted slightly in his direction, with strands of her honey-brown hair cascading over her face. Her cheeks retained a rosy hue from the wine, and a serene look occupied her face, absent of the defensive defiance she usually exhibited.
As the Levi mansion appeared, Alexander's hold on the steering wheel grew firmer. The words she’d murmured before drifting off remained in his thoughts like a lingering tune. *Please don’t hit me, Dad… I’m sorry.* He couldn’t dispel the rage it provoked—an anger aimed not at her, but at the man who caused her suffering.
Pulling into the circular driveway, he broug
