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Her eyes go to her father, but he’s too big of a coward to face her Instead, he’s staring at the floor, rubbing his neck “When we got back fron year, teeks before classes started, I had just taken my oath, your father called me to meet him and told me I had to choose you”

“I was trying to save you from Matt” Her father’s voice breaks as he speaks up “We knew he killed LeAnne” He pauses “And needed time to prove it”

I can feel his eyes drilling holes in the back of ht they could talkto happen Not then and not now That is what confession is for When I string Matt up like Tyson suggested at the cathedral, Matt will not only spill blood, but all of his secrets to a room full of Lords He will be the one who tells everyone what he did that night

“So”—her brows scrunch together—“Matt killed the Lord’s wife?”

“Yes,” her father growls “She was my chosen … and your mother I loved her” His voice drops to a whisper “Still do”

I almost feel sorry for the bastard Silence falls over the rooain, and the first tear rolls down her bruised cheek

I hear her father sigh “Blakely, you have to understand—”

“Please leave,” she whispers, interrupting him

He comes around to the opposite side of her “I know you’re upset …”

“Please” She ignores hi mine “Please make them leave”

I release her hand and stand, facing her father “Do I need to show you the way out?” I arch a brow at him

He straightens his shoulders and grabs his suit jacket and tie off the back of the chair and stor with him

Leaning down, I kiss her forehead “I’ll be right back”

Rushing down the hallway, I come to the nurses’ station to see them spot me

Her father sighs “Ryat, when you’re a father, you’ll understand”

I step into hi his “You need to understand the next ti with you in don Dallas at two o’clock in theto knock you the fuck out”