Gabriel
I had thought of many scenarios for the time when I’d tell her the truth about the father she worshipped so much. But I never thought that at the end she'd ask me to let her go to him. I never thought that she'd, even for a second think that I was lying. That I’d make up all this just to make her hate her father. She didn't say it. But it was there in her eyes— the confusion, the battle to believe me or her father. I had known it’d be difficult for someone like her to listen to all the horrors that her father had committed to just to save his own skin. Because I knew my Little Red, I had seen her growing up into the woman she's today. She had loved her father, even more she does me. There was the hint, a glimpse I had seen in those eyes. When the betrayal from her father had flash
