Summary
After a life of being exploited by others, I died at sixteen. To my surprise, I woke up in the past, dreading another painful existence. Then a father I never knew appeared. “When will you take my power?” I asked, expecting betrayal like all the others. But Dante’s eyes trembled. “I won’t,” he vowed. “I will protect you.” I couldn’t believe him—everyone before had lied, imprisoned me, and stole what was mine. Yet his heart broke seeing my distrust, a child already shattered by cruelty.