Rivan took Irlana back, she was quiet on the way. Although Rivan still didn't trust her a hundred percent, he sympathized with her.
"Are you doing alright?" he inquired in that calm voice of his, observing her.
"I am, just dreading going back. I know he is going to call one of these days for me to return. He won't let me live here with brother Xiran," Irlana answered with a deep sigh.
"He brought you two together for a reason and he almost made it the way that we might end up hurting you. That would have left Xiran with a lot of remorse. Evil ways of your father have no bounds," Rivan shook his head with contempt.
"He is the personification of evil, I don't know how brother survived him," Irlana's heart was heavy, thinking about all the atrocities her father had inflicted on her and her mother. From being tortured to being sent to powerful men who r*ped her.
