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Novah
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“Let him go!” I repeat, tears falling from my eyes.
“You have to choose, Novah! Because if you do this, if you choose that thing! If you walk out that door with it, you can never return. You will no longer be part of this family!" He roars, causing my mother to try to speak, but it comes out incoherent. “You will no longer be my daughter, my heiress,” he adds, his voice now low and quavering.
“I have made my choice,” I reply, looking my father in the eye, my voice breaking at the end, seeing a lone tear trailing down his cheek. I don’t want to lose my home. I don’t want to lose my parents. I love them with all my heart, but Nolan is my heart and right now he’s dying.
My father nods, wiping his cheek, before turning to the guards and signaling them to relea
