The Hockey player's submissive professor
“Please. Don’t do this. Don’t go with him.”
She didn’t look at me.
She didn’t even hesitate.
“Let’s go,” she said again, softer this time, clinging to Adrian’s arm.
And then they walked out.
I tried to go after them, but Callum’s arms locked around me from behind. “Juno, no,”
“Let me go!” I screamed, thrashing against him. “She’s my daughter! He’s taking my daughter!”
“She won’t listen right now,” he said, holding tighter as I sobbed against his chest. “He’s brainwashed her, Juno. You can’t reach her like this. Not tonight.”