His eyes never leave mine, even when he is kissing my fingers.
I feel the touch of his soft lips across my fingertips, and my hand trembles slightly.
Maybe if I try, I can convince him? Somehow, for some reason, he doesn't seem to hate me that much.
"Ka—"
I had barely opened my mouth to request something from him when he pulls back from me, lets go of my hand, and that dark, evil look returns to his eyes.
"Take her."
He speaks, looking at Ron. I shake my head, turning around to see my mother being dragged away.
"Astrid, my daughter... I am so sorry. I really love you, my child."
"No, Momma!"
I take a step forward to rush toward her when a strong arm wraps around my waist from nowhere, pulling me back.
A scream leaves my lips as I am slammed against a strong chest, and I feel a face dip into my neck.
"Shh, doll. Be quiet."