"I have come back for you, daughter." That's what he said while his people put me in a stretcher.
They were all so careful, so gentle. Like I was brittle glass that my own father hadn't attempted to break a mere minutes ago.
He was knelt down beside me and ... smiling.
I have his smile.
It's been called charming, seductive, intimidating and even sinister.
I got it from him.
His eyes are soft this time around. They look kind. His hand - he's actually holding my hand. Last time he was careful not to make any skin contact with me. But this time ...
His hand feels rough. I always expected it to be rough. With the way he beat me, there was no way he would have soft hands.Grey, messy hair is tangled on top of his head. There are visible moles on his nose and cheeks and his eyes appear to
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