“My son developed depression because of what your mother did. He’s even tried to commit suicide. Please… give him a chance to live.”
Everything I said, Selene refused to believe. But anything that came out of their mouths, she believed without question.
“Someone, destroy the funeral.”
“Xavier, this is the third time. If you go against me again, I’ll make sure you never forget it.”
After saying that, they carried Alaric out. But just before leaving, he opened his eyes and grinned at us wickedly.
My father saw my mother’s black-and-white photo being destroyed and collapsed from the shock.
Terrified, I rushed him to the hospital.
Once he was stabilized, I grabbed my phone and dialed an unfamiliar number. The moment the call connected, I broke down.
“Please help me… I’m truly at the end of my rope.”
“Does the promise we made still hold?”
In the cold hospital corridor, only the sound of my sobs echoed.
Moments later, I received a video call from Alaric.
“Hmm, crying so pitifully? Too bad, Selene has always been on my side.”