Chapter 08

AMELIA

“ Where is she? ” I barged inside my Dad’s office.

He was sitting in his chair. There was no worry or signs of stress on his face.

I masked the panic reflecting on my face and stood in the doorway. My heart was about to break out of my tender ribcages due to the intense fear which made it beat faster than it ever did before.

Dad rested back and stretched his palm on top of the desk. I eyed his hand before looking at his face again.

“ Where is she, Dad? ” My voice dropped in volume.

One thing I learned after spending so many years with him was the fact that anger and stubborness could never get the answer out of him. He liked submission. You could only get the answers you needed if you appeased him by pretending to be weak. That’s what I had done throughout my life and what I intended to do now.

“ She is safe. ” Dad told me.

His hand rose in the air before he gestured towards the chair opposite him. I didn’t protest. I approached his desk and took the seat he offered.