_Leah’s POV_

My mother stepped closer and took Sarah’s other hand. Her touch was gentle.

“You were not nothing,” my mother said firmly. “A man who cannot honor love is the weak one.”

Sarah let out a trembling breath. 

My mother looked at me now. The softness in her face faded into seriousness.

“Leah,” she said quietly, “please do your best to get rid of Tariq once and for all.”

Her words made my stomach drop.

She continued. “Or else he will keep harming innocents. He will keep hunting souls. He will keep using women like tools.”

I nodded hard. “Don’t worry. Now that I have Sarah with me, we...