KIERA
What you think is your strength can easily become your weakness.
I have never pondered the words until today until I was bound to the wall and forced to look into my parents' eyes and see the wealth of pain and worry in them.
What kind of a monster was he?
A better one, my mind echoed.
I was slowly beginning to absorb the way Cillian has established his power and dominance over others. Even though he did not hurt me physically, the wound he had inflicted was far deeper. He had sanctioned the ultimate reprieve, a glimpse of my family, but did not let me talk. It was both a reward and punishment.
But why?
It was his way to exercise his control that he’d only allow my requests on his terms. His games, his rules. I was merely the pawn.
The realization angered me as much as it s
