“Stop. Stop. STOP. I will destroy everything in order to make it stop. I will destroy all of you. I grit my teeth as my fury swirls around me, seething and relentless, yearning to burst free. Through the whirlwind, I hear my father’s harsh whisper. “I know who you really are. Who will ever want you, Adelina?“ My fury heightens. Everyone. They will cower at my feet, and I will make them bleed.”
12.14 The Raid We’re your sons. And you’ve been gone, our whole lives, you’ve been gone. You said you needed time, you said you needed space. So we gave you your space. But you didn’t need just space, no, you need space from us.