Chapter 78

MY STEPS slowed down when I finally saw him again. Today, he was no longer in that custom-styled suit. His leather shoes had been replaced by sneakers and he looked untidy for the first time. Gone was his regal aura.

He didn’t look like a king anymore.

But a lost old man.

He was rocking himself back and forth while holding his mate’s photo as he stared at the clear sky from the window.

I had always doubted his wife. And I’d already rehearsed about what I would tell him after I was able to show him her true colors. But it turned out that there was no need for that anymore. Beatrice had shown him all her darkness and this man bravely and foolishly accepted that darkness.

I no longer had to ask if his black heart was finally breaking at last and if he was feeling that same agony that he put me and my mother through.

Because it was already showing. His eyes had become swollen with tears. And the photo he was holding was already soaked with those tears.

Now that I think about it, maybe Aug