Chapter 108

Calla’s POV

I never knew what a father’s love felt like.

Not the kind of girls in movies and books talk about the kind that waits at the door with tired eyes and open arms, the kind that would tuck you in, call you princess, or scare away the monsters under your bed. My father didn’t love. He owned.

His love was just another transaction. My obedience for his fleeting acknowledgement. I’d learned e