Chapter 30 Bended Knees

I tried to slam the door shut, but his palm shoved against the wood, blocking it. “No, Fay. The second I saw Hacov, I knew he came from me. His eye color, his face shape, his hair, he is mine. Tell me the truth, Fayre!” The raw intensity in his eyes was terrifying.

I saw his jaw clench tightly as h...

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