heal her anywhere else except here.
â
âOkay.
â I agreed to his request, but I didnât forget to add, âWhatever happens, I have to cure Sally in front of my father so that I can prove to him that witchcraft is controllable and that a witch doesnât need to sacrifice a life to cure people.
â
This way, I could clear my motherâs name.
âNo way! This is ridiculous!â My father disagreed with us loudly.
âDebra, witchcraft isnât a game.
What youâre trying to do will only put you and others at unnecessary risk.
Itâll only bring disaster!â
I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him coldly.
âSo youâre still a coward after all.
You refuse to believe me and Mom, so you try to use the excuse that you care about me to prevent me from proving ourselves to you!â
Obviously, my words hit the nail on the head, because my father suddenly froze.
Then, ignoring me, he tried to reason with Caleb.
âYou canât let her do this, Caleb.
Sheâs not thinking straight.
Donât humor her illusions!â
âItâs clear to me that you donât know your daughter at all.
Debraâs a strong, independent, and brave woman.
She can think for herself, and as her mate, I will respect her choices.
No matter what she decides, Iâll support her.
â
âYou both are f@cking crazy!â My fatherâs eyes went as wide as saucers and he pointed an accusatory finger at Caleb.
âYou bastard!
This is no trivial matter! Someone could get killed! I wonât just stand here and let you two mess around with life and death!â
After saying that, he turned around angrily and stomped towards the door to the basement.
However, Caleb reacted quickly.
He rushed up from behind my father and whacked him hard on the back of the next.
My father, who was defenseless, crumpled to the floor, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
T was shocked.
Why on earth would Caleb do that?
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Caleb, on the other hand, was totally calm.
He grabbed my father by the arm pits and dragged him to the chair.
After making my father sit on the chair, Caleb said, âDidnât you want your father to witness it with his own eyes? I had no choice.
Otherwise, he wouldâve made a run for it.
â
I looked back at Caleb, wide-eyed and speechless.
âI know.
But my father will get angry at you for doing this to him.
â
âI donât care.
â With a doting smile, Caleb stroked my hair gently.
âDebra, be brave and do what you need to do.
Donât worry.
Iâll always support you.
â
He ki*sed the top of my head and added softly, âI know very well that you meant what you said, and that youâd regret it for the rest of your life if you didnât prove your motherâs innocence to your father.
Also, your power is obviously connected to your emotions.
I think only when you settle this issue once and for all can you control it well.
â
A glowing warmth enveloped my heart and I couldnât help but shed a few tears of gratitude.