Father stands in his night robes, scanning a faded map. No sign of hatred. Not
even a hint of disgust.
For him, carving MAGGOT into a girl’s back is just another day’s work.
…
In that instant, it hits me: Zulaikha’s death. Zélie’s screams. They don’t mean a
thing to him. Because they’re maji, they’re nothing.
A message I have taken from this scene is people in power and are doing the wrong thing for example dictators etc, they probably had some mishaps in their childhood life causing them to act how they are to this day. This also shows that they have a heart, but it takes the wrong things to get it.
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