My father came from behind and grabbed my waist, raising me from Vlad’s body and bringing me hard to his chest. I cried so heavy, and I was so fucking broken, I would kick at Tony’s legs and extend my hands, trying to reach Grizzly at all costs. At that point, I couldn’t understand my life without him, I couldn’t devise a future for me in the coming days. How does one live without a heart pulsing inside the chest? Mine was lying torn, in silence, on that very floor!