Leah

"He is the second man you are bringing home. And you know it was because of you your father started this ritual?"

"I'm going upstairs," I said, standing up immediately.

"You don't trust he can withstand all your father's attacks?"

"I do," I sighed and dropped back onto the couch.

"Come here." She opened her arms, and I fell on her chest while she ran her fingers through my hair. "Your dad won't go too hard on him."

"I hope so."

"Now, why don't you try to convince your mom to accept ...