“What the hell are you doing, Dad?” I open my eyes in an instant upon listening to Alexander’s voice.

Thank God! Today, he arrived at the right time.

A rush of relief courses through me when I see Alexander standing there, gripping his father’s wrist and giving him a piercing stare.

I immediately rise from the floor and stand, firmly embracing him from behind.

“I have come now. Nobody will hurt you.” He soothes me, squeezing my hand and staring at me over ...