-Olivia’s point of view-
"What?" My father blurted out, his face furrowing as he stared at me.
I blinked, summoning all the courage within me to speak my truth. "I have the right to speak for myself now, don't I? I escaped from your dungeon, and there's no way I'm returning to the place where I was imprisoned for my entire life. Never! Return to your clan, Father, and erase me from your memory."
My defiance burned fiercely as I glared at him with all the loathing I could muster.
"Olivia, I am your father, and I insist that you come with me!" My father demanded, his frustration evident in his voice.
I shook my head resolutely, my voice steady as I responded, "I'm not coming with you, Dad. Since you clearly have no appreciation for the welcome here, it's best that you leave. I want no p
