Liam:
Her slap still burned my cheek as I stalked down the corridor, but what burned more was the memory of her voice…
"You don’t get to take her from me. Not again. Not like this."
I told myself that I wouldn’t give in. I told myself that I would not let her get inside my head. And yet that was exactly what I was doing.
The guards followed at a safe distance, silent as I made my way to the east wing where Anastasia had been taken.
My chest ached with each step that I took, and for a few seconds I found it harder for myself to breathe as I approached her room.
I told myself I was in control.
I told myself this was for her own good.
I told myself that this was going to be the way that she would know me as her father, that she would understand that I was no stranger to her.
But then
