" I woke up and you weren’t here.”

Her eyes drift over my arms and chest, laden with weaponry. “What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving.”

Her brows pinch. “Where . . . where are you going?”

When I speak, I barely recognize my own voice.

“I’m going to find your father, and then I’m going to kill him. Badly. I thought it’d be rude not to ask if you’d like to come along and watch. "

― Emma Chase , Royally Matched (Royally, #2)