The word father resounded over and over again in her head. She doubted she had one, but she did have one, a terrible one that Callan knew about.

"That was what I wanted and that was the only thing the man I call father did for me that's worth appreciation." The smile that played on her lips wasn't genuine.

Callan instantly knew it was fake.

"So why haven't you been practising?"

The question sounded lame to her. How was she to practise when she wasn't allowed to step out of the house? ...