Velvet’s POV

He went on, his voice full of anger. “He talked like he was helping you, like it was all for your future. I thought he was being generous,he’s my friend, after all. But now I see what he really wanted. He wanted you close to him. He wanted you under his roof. That’s why he convinced me to let you come here!”

I stood still, every word sinking deep inside me. My mind was spinning. I could barely breathe.

“He did that?” I whispered, more to myself than to him. “He asked you to let me come here?”

“Yes,” Dad said sharply. “He planned this from the start....