Miller’s POVEver since Chris and I talked about his daughter, Anna, I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversation. I couldn’t decide who to side with. Isabella was in a coma, and Anna was imprisoned in a dark cell. Mia had been giving me a cold shoulder. She wasn’t treating me like she usually did. She resisted my touch, care, and affection.I had been locking myself up in my office, pondering how to please my beloved mate. Perhaps if our daughter was awake, she would be able to smile at me. I prayed for my daughter to wake up as soon as possible. I missed my queen a lot.“Miller, she’s awake,” I heard Mia’s voice through the mind link.Good. My daughter had finally woken up. All hail to the deity. I rose to my feet and entered the room where she was.“Isabella, my daughter!” I called her immediately after I walked into the room. “How are you feeling, my princess?”I asked about her condition, but she didn’t respond. She stayed damper, but why?“Isabella,” I called her again and tri
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