Maya’s father emerged from the darkened entrance, a towering figure with eyes that seemed to absorb all the light in the room. His presence was both foreboding and protective, and for the first time that day, Maya felt a glimmer of safety. He released Leo’s broken wrist with a flick of his hand, and Leo stumbled backward, clutching his arm and wincing in pain.
Helen stared wide-eyed, her mouth agape, the iPad slipping from her grip and hitting the ground with a thud.
“You’ve made a grave mistake,” Maya’s father said, his voice as deep and cold as the ocean at midnight. His eyes bore into Leo, who was now quivering like a leaf in a tempest.
“You thought you could treat her like this without consequence?”
Leo stammered, his bravado shattered. “Who… who the hell are you?”
“I’m someone who knows exactly what you’re worth,” Maya’s father replied.
He turned to his daughter, his expression softening.
“Maya, you don’t have to endure this any longer.”
What happened next changed everything…
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