Chapter 144 The Father Figure

I pulled out my fingers from her grip, “Leave my chamber this minute!” I beamed and pointed at the door. Promptly, warm tears welled up my frail eyes and trickled down my cheeks. Salsa understood the fate I was going through and so there was no iota of anger in her. Ordinarily, Salsa would have frowned, rolled her eyes at me and walked away, but she stood her ground despite yelling at her.