I didn't speak.
"He kept me there, Rome. Our father. In a room with no windows and a mattress on the floor and a shower that ran cold water. For three months. While they tested me. And then when they decided I was manageable, they gave me a junior position in R&D and an engagement to a man I've spoken to exactly eleven times."
Her hand trembled around the wine glass. Just for a second. Then she locked it down.
"I'm telling you this because he will do the same thing to you. Except your ability isn't manageable. Whatever you are. Whatever those blood markers mean. He will not stop until he understands it. And once he understands it, he will either weaponize you or neutralize you."
The room felt smaller than it had a minute ago.
