Chapter 113.

I could feel Darian’s anger rising rapidly, engulfing the air around us while the Dark Guard got into a defensive stance.  “Kiera, why don't you go into the room and draw a picture of some beautiful flowers that you would like to see?” I said calmly. Ophelia stepped up, let go of Mr. Light's arm, and held out her hand to keep Kiera put.  “Do not tell my daughter what to do, she’s staying,” I took a step forward and felt my heart race in my chest. She’s just a pup, five years old is no age to witness everything that’s about to go down here.  “She’s a child!” “My child,” Ophelia seethed and took another step. “You may have birthed her but the title of mother is one you’re not worthy of seeing as a mother's job is to protect her child,” I spat. “Like your mother protected you from Darian?” Her lips curled in a nasty smirk, “before he murdered her I mean,” Everything around her and behind her turned black and I had tunnel vision, seeing only that self-serving bitch and wondering who the fu