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I love my husband, Dad. I’m in love with Calix, and if the chance ever presents itself, I will choose to be with him. I will have our baby, I will love our baby, and if you can’t handle that, then I will leave.”
    “You can’t,”
    “No, you can’t keep me here.” I hissed. “I am an adult, Mark. I have the right to make my own choices and I have a right to walk out that front door and never come back. You. Can’t. Keep. Me. Prisoner.”
    “Nova, that is about enough.”
    I shook my head. “No. You’re just as bad, if not worse, than Calix.”
    “His name will never be spoken in this house again!” He bellowed angrily. I didn’t even flinch. My father didn’t frighten me any longer. There was one man who had the ability to frighten me, and he also had the ability to make my heart race in anticipation. That man was not my father.
    “He is my husband. I will speak his name when and where I want. If you have a problem with that, I suggest you let me go.”
    “Nova,” he stood from the bed, but Jaylah interrupted him.
    “Enough, Dad.” She pointed to the door with a shaking hand. “Get out. Now.”
    His eyes swung to Jaylah and anger brimmed in their depths. “Jaylah,”
    “I’ll call mom.” She threatened. “We’re handling this and you’re making it worse. Get. Out.”
    He stuttered for a moment, and then he turned on his heel and moved from the room. Pausing at the door, he glanced back. “Goodnight, girls.”
    “Goodnight.” Jaylah answered. I didn’t reply and he closed the door when it became apparent that I did not plan on answering.
    When the door was closed and the sound of my father walking down the hall ceased, Jaylah hissed. “Did you have to, Nova?”
    “What?”
    “You stirred the pot!” She accused on a hissed breath.
    “No, the pot was already boiling over, Jay. All I did was tell him what he already knows.” I shook my head, pressing my cheek against my pillow. “I want him to know in the morning, when I’m not here, that I left of my own free will.”
    “Why do you think I’m here with you, Nova?” This time, when her eyes filled with tears, they spilled over. “I’m freaking here because in the morning, when you’re not here, I can tell him I not only watched you go, but that I helped you go. I get to be here, to tell him that my big sister ran away because he’s too controlling to allow her to make her own decisions. I’m the one who has to fight for you. So, for me, don’t stir the boiling pot again!”
    Stunned, her words sunk into my mind and I instantly felt ashamed. I was putting my little sister through so much to get myself back to the man who had, only months before, been my captor. I know it made no sense, but the cage of Calix’s love was a much prettier cage than the illusion that I lived in a free world.
    “I’m sorry, Jay.”
    “I know.” She nodded through her tears. “I know you’re sorry, Nova. And so am I.” She shook her head, wiping furiously at her tears. “But I don’t want to spend this time talking about all the crap. I want to talk to my sister.”
    I nodded. “Okay, what do you want to talk about?”
    She smiled through a sniffle. “Have you thought of any baby names?”
    I laughed. “Of course, but I haven’t talked names with Calix yet.”
    Her eyes flicked down at the sound of Calix’s name on my lips, and I tried not to allow her obvious distaste of my lover to break my heart.
    “So that means you don’t want to tell me?”
    “No,” I shook my head. “It means I haven’t decided on a name, but that I’ve thought of a few.”
    “Like?”
    “Well, for a girl, I really like Ella.”
    Another tear fell. “And for a boy?”
    I smiled again. Truth be told, I really wanted a boy. “Kellan.” I felt my heart swell. “For a boy, I really like the name Kellan.”
    “I really - like that name - too.” She spoke through her sobs and I pulled her into my arms as she cried on my shoulder. “I want to be an aunty