Chapter 107

If the deepest form of pure sadness had a word, the one where everything died and rotted leaving behind a soul-crushing void- I would use it right now as I looked at Torin’s face. They say the eyes are a mirror to a person's soul, if that’s the case then I just saw Torin’s soul being crushed by the words of a five-year-old little girl. His five-year-old little girl.

Vivica had told her daughter th