Mima's POVThe man stepped forward, his handsome face on display as he moved. He had a cream and blue apparel on, and his hair was in long dark locs that fell below his shoulders.His pasty skin, the same shade as Kia’s, glowed in the dimly lit prison.“Kia,” he breathed, his voice deep. Kia took an uncertain step forward, his small fingers gripping my hand tightly. “Daddy?” he whispered, as if afraid the image before him would disappear.The man nodded, his expression softening. “Yes, my son. I’ve wanted to see you for so long.”Kia’s fingers twitched in mine, and I knew he wanted to run to his father, to embrace him, but the thick golden bars separating them made it impossible. His father knelt before him, leveling his gaze with Kia’s, and reached out to touch the barrier, his fingertips shimmering against the energy that crackled in the air.I cleared my throat, breaking the moment. “You called me here for a reason,” I said, trying not to show how intimidated I felt by his powers.
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