Chapter 39 The Unspoken Question
- Astra shrank back at the razor edge in her father's voice. For a few long seconds, she simply stared at him, her lower lip trembling. Then she dropped her gaze to her lap and scribbled stubbornly in her notebook.
- Why?
- Before Bryan could formulate a response, her pencil moved again, faster this time, the lead pressing so hard it nearly tore through the thin paper.