Chapter Sixty Seven

Fuck.

"What do you mean?" I mutter in a very low voice. Also, because that's how high my voice can go right now. My hands start shaking and he looks at them. He gets up and I gulp as he comes towards me. He kneels down and I flinch. He removes the rope from my wrists and I groan.

"Why did you do that?" I say and massage my wrists. It still burns and the wounds have turned red.

"I know you are not gonna attack me. It would be foolish to attack me, because I can have you on the ground in just a second. So, you can try if you want to." He takes his seat and smirks when I don't react.

"Now, back to your question. I am your father's real older brother. I doubt if he told you that, so I will take the matter into my own hands. Back when we were young, your age to be precise. We both knew your mother, Qetsiyah. She was like sunshine in the winters. Charming to a fault. Way too sweet and caring. I warned her, you know. But she didn't listen, she was very stubborn, like you. Both of us wer