Eden’s Point of View

Father came as promised in the morning. The tension was thick between the three of us, but after exchanging brief pleasantries with Theron, Theron excused us and gave us privacy, allowing us to use his study for our meeting.

My father’s eyes scanned the whole room; he was unsettled, and his eyes shifted towards me again; they were cold just as I remembered, condescending, judging, filled with so much anger and scorn.

As hopeful as I tend to get, I knew my ...