“The Melendez family will come after me if I take her,” Miquel stated as father huffed in rage as he glared down at me. “I won’t touch her, and neither will any other man who is in their right mind. Is she worth that much to risk killing everyone?”
“I need her gone,” father said, still beyond angry.
“I can understand that,” Miquel spoke, his voice more of like a mentor all of a sudden than a man that wanted towinme. “But not at a cost like this. Who knows which Melendez man marked her, she is no longer yours to give away, Cody, no matter the price you are offering. I can no longer be of any help her.”
With that, he stood, shooting me a sad look before speaking for my benefit alone. “You won’t last long there, Avidya. Too bad too. You should have stayed with your captor.”
Miquel left, his footsteps quiet as he let himself out of the house.
I had no idea what he meant, nor who he was for sure. One minute, he seemed to hate me, and the next he pitied me? That made no sense, or maybe it was just my thoughts that didn’t make sense.
With one last breath, father’s black shoed foot made an impact against my ribs, knocking my breath out through my parted lips. Blackness took over my sight as mom’s sobs broke the quiet within the house.
