Chapter 112

• He kept staring at her, his gaze searching and yet not seeming to find any answers, for eventually he looked away and resumed his story.
• Well, understandable or not, Antonios was the favourite. I didn’t accept that, though. I tried so hard, Theos, to make my father love me.Trust me—’
• He broke off then, and Lucette ached to comfort him. But she didn’t, because everything about Ariston was brittle and tense, and she had a terrible feeling—a fear—that he would shake her off if she tried to hug him as she wanted to.