Bab 33: Chapter 33

#Chapter 33 Home at last

Patara

I had started to believe that I would never see their faces or hear their voices again when I was locked in Dylan’s house. I knew he would never let me have a glimpse of them—or even a proper goodbye. Even now, it felt unreal to be so close to them when I swore they were gone from me.

When we emerged from the darkness, I saw my parents waiting in the light and it felt like all of my energy was restored for a moment. There they were—they were here!

I broke away from Malcom and ran the rest of the distance. I could barely see through the tears, but I knew their arms opened wide for me.

I collapsed in their arms, my father held me up in his strong grasp and I was grateful for the warmth. I was grateful that he had me now.