A Daughter's Confession

[Fallon’s POV]

"I’m the one that left that half mark on your daughter."

The words ring out around me, leaving me wondering if I truly even heard them correctly. What in the world did Fineon even think he was doing?

As I try to process his intentions, Dad moves, and his fist connects with Fineon’s nose. When it moves backward and then slams into Fineon’s face again, this time sending him crashing across dad’s desk.

"Dad, stop!"

"No!" Fineon repeats, shoot me a look. "It’s fine."

"Fine?" I huff, narrowing my gaze. "How?"

Instead of responding, Fineon makes his way back around the desk, giving Dad the perfect opportunity to move. He wraps his hand around Fineon’s neck and lifts him until he is dangling like a ragdoll.

Gasping, I prepare to move again, but stop as dad’s energy presses against my skin, holding me in place.

"STOP IT, DAD!" I yell, trying my damnedest to fight against it. "YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM!"

"I know." Dad responds matter-of-factly. "That’s exactly what I intend."

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