Chapter 115.

My arms were stretched out and I was ready to catch her but her features twisted in confusion and it made sense, she had no reason to trust me. To her I was a stranger who somehow stood in her home with a King she thought wanted her mother dead, oblivious to the fact that he was her dad.  Our eyes locked in a desperate plead and I was waiting- hoping that something would drive her to run to me. Kiera turned her head and her eyes fell when she looked at her mother who reached out a hand while pressing up against Mr. Light. It was nauseating to see Ophelia with the man she betrayed Darian for but it also made me think- if it were a choice between Kiera and Mr. Light, who would she choose? “Come,” Ophelia said and held out her hand for her daughter to grab. No, please don’t… “Kiera,” her name rolled off my tongue like a prayer. She looked at me, glanced at my hands, and ran to her mom's side. Getting her out was going to be tough and I knew that whatever way we went about this, that littl