"He can't kill you, Rey! You are his only heir." I reassured my beating heart, repeating my life mantra. This is what I counted on when I screwed up.
I stand in front of the giant oddity of bricks and stones I called home. It had never looked this intimidating. I knew my father was already aware of my arrival much before I stepped into the perimeter but my heart just thumped down at the thought of facing him.
Dragging my feet on the path, I halt with a grimace. I should have gone to my mother's place instead. She would be pissed too but I won't be this scared of her. Besides, like any other emotion, her anger was volatile gasoline too.
Sarkhan wasn't agreeable when I told him to leave me we were close to our estate but I didn't want to choose a discreet tombstone for him in our backyard, so I insisted. Dad will probably know who I hitched a ride with.
But I'm too virgin to be a widow.
