Chapter 175 ✮⋆˙ 175 ˙⋆✮

For once, my father looked at me like I was not his fragile daughter, but the consequence he had spent years outrunning.

His eyes stayed on the recorder in my hand. The tiny red light blinked between us while rain whispered against the metal roof of the feed store.

“Turn that off,” he said.

“No.”...