ANGEL
“You sent me to that island! You let them take me! You knew what they were going to do and you let it happen!” The words were pouring out now, scalding and uncontrollable. “My parents—even if they did something wrong, even if they betrayed everyone, why did I have to pay for it? I was a child, Vincent! I was YOUR child and you sent me to be sold!” I was crying now, my chest heaving. My veins pumped with venom so thick I felt it would kill me.
“And then I found something.” I inhaled raggedly. “With Daniel, I found someone who wanted me. Who chose me. He made me feel like I was the most important thing in the world. And you couldn’t stand it. So you burned him alive and dragged me back here to this—this pink f*****g tomb—”
“Angel—”
“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE SAVED!” The words ripped out
