His trauma

Chapter 64 His traumas

NIA’S POV

Gael curled himself on the bed, resting his head on my thigh. I caressed his hair slowly; he hadn't been much of himself all day, and I had no choice but to head down to his room to make him feel better. It is my first time here. It is a space befitting for royalty. With the king-sized bed, I am sure it can take about six people if allowed.

“What's wrong, baby?” I asked, breaking the discomforting silence.

“I am a terrible person, Nia. Over the years, I have made people dance to my tune without considering the consequences; as long as I found it pleasing, that mattered. Since I broke up with Gemma, I keep getting haunted by the deep pain in her eyes, making me feel guilty.” He said, lifting himself.

The side of my lips twitched. “So you miss Gemma, or do you regret ending it with her?”

“Come on, that isn't it. It's not like I was in love with her or that I was ever into her that much. It just turns out that she might be unsure of herself and worried th