My heart was pounding as I slowly descended the stairs. I could feel my father’s presence before he even opened his mouth, and when he finally did, the sound of his voice sent a chill down my spine. “Amara,” he said firmly. “We need to talk.”
I felt myself trembling as I stepped into the living room and saw him sitting there ……
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