Lilith.

My heart pounded against my chest as he led me downstairs, squeezing my hand.

“You are scaring me, Casper,” I whispered, shooting him a nervous glance.

He halted, placing his hands over my shoulders before rubbing them gently.

“I'm sorry, Lilith, that was the only thing he asked for.”

“Now I'm confused. Who is this person—” The rest of the words flew back into my mouth as I came face to face with the monster that I called my father.

“What the hell, Casper! Tell him to get out of my sight before I do something nasty to him!” I screamed, flaring up in anger as memories of how...