Abby shoved her father away and bolted from the chair, her feet already carrying her toward the door before her mind could catch up. All she knew was that she couldn’t stay. Not here. Not while he looked at her like she was broken.
She barely made it three steps down the hallway before a hand clamped around her upper arm, fingers digging in like iron.
“Let me go!” she shouted, twisting violently.
The guard hesitated, glancing over his shoulder as Leo hurried out of the office behind them.
“Abby, stop,” her father said sharply. “You’re making this worse.”
“Oh no,” she snarled, fighting against the grip. “Goddess forbid I embarrass you.”
“That’s not what this is about,” Leo said, exhaustion bleeding into his voice.
Abby spun toward the guard, but he was ready for it. In one smooth mot
