Chapter 18: refix

DARLA

As I still played helplessly on my wooden bed, just like a flash, the door to my room was opened hastily, and the figure appearance of the man who claimed he was my father but was not appeared to me with a huge frown on his face.

I was never moved, he never smiled to me or even smirked to me, he always did that to Ashlyn, he just frowns at me any day any time. I was already betrayed so I didn't care.

On his left hands was the same tool kit he usually brings to suck out my blood every month.

My heart clenched but I still I managed to ask "What are you doing in my room?"

He squinted his eyes at me before walking towards a little wooden, dirty table and placing the kit on it, then he looked back at me with a very deep frown "Don't try to play dumb Darla, You know what I'm here for, don't waste my precious time and hurry up"

Before he could bat an eye, I burst into uncontrollable tears, I couldn't control my emotions anymore, I looked at my so called father, but he seemed unmoved, h