Melody
I stopped at the door to my father's study and looked back to see Dorian and the kids following right behind me.
I sighed in relief.
The last time I was here, I was reminded of how worthless I am. I was clear on how much hatred my father had for me.
I wonder what this is about.
"Go on," Dorian ushered me in.
With a nod and a forced smile, I opened the door and stepped in.
"Who do we have here?" Father's mocking voice rang in my ear, making me shiver from within.
"You sent for me," I managed to mutter, my hands trembling from fear.
Everyone in the room could probably smell my fear right now, but I didn't care. All I want was to get this over and done with.
Not that I'm terrified of my father, but I'm terrified of having him crush my image before my kids.
I don't want them hating or attacking my father.
"Oh yes, I did," he chuckled and looked behind me. "But I'm more interested in them than I am in you."
I knew he was referring to my kids.
