Contract (4)

“Try it on, Aria. I need to see how beautiful my woman will look.”

At Kaelan’s command, the servants stood waiting with a pure-white dress.

With Anna’s support, I slowly rose from the bed.

Kaelan tilted his wineglass and nudged my father with the tip of his foot. My father had kept his head bowed ever since entering the room.

“Ethan, lift your head. Aren’t you curious to see how your daughter has changed?”

My father slowly raised his head.

There was no life left in his eyes.

He seemed trapped in the horrifying memory of his daughter, limbless and smiling with a child in her arms.

But the moment he saw me, his eyes shook violently.

Though Anna was supporting me, I was standing on both legs, bracing myself against her shoulders with both arms...