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Ryat nods “Thanks I’ll be right there”

Tyson looks atto have to put , he shuts the door behind him

Silence lingers a when Ryat talks “Blake, you don’t have to—”

“I’ his stare

His lips thin, but he nods once “I just need aaway on his phone

There’s another knock, and Ryat slah “What?” he snaps

The door opens, andit behind hio …”

“Wait!” He holds out his hands in surrender

I stop, dropping my eyes to the floor I haven’t spoken to him since I was in the hospital He hasn’t even tried to call or text me I’m not sure if that’s on his part or if Ryat blocked him from my cell At this point, I don’t even care to ask “I’d rather not,” I state and walk past hirab the door handle, I pause and turn back around My husband sits at the desk, his fingers interlocked behind his head, relaxing back in his chair, eyes onat the floor “I need to know so”

“Anything” His eyes meet mine, and he takes a step toward me

“Matt told me that a Lord can’t choose any woman That they have to come from a list”

He ss nervously but nods his head once and whispers, “That’s true”

I let out a rough laugh thatthat Matt had lied totruth! “That’s what a chosen is, Father—a whore!” I didn’t understand it then Hell, I still don’t a hundred percent, but it’s obvious these parents loan these women out to the Lords to serve them for their devotion We’re a prize An offer of servitude What if I’hters? I will never allow this to happen to them! Or sons? I sure as fuck wouldn’t want our sons to have to take a chosen Fuck, I don’t even knohat all happened to Tyson’s, but I know she wasn’t the first one to die