Chapter Seventy: What is love?

Maximus Walter Skyler P.O.V

It was already raining as the clouds were very dark. The thunder was loud while the wind was so strong. Flynn comes close to her and opens his umbrella to keep her from getting wet.

''There's a thunderstorm and we should leave now,'' Magnus said as he was standing beside me while holding an umbrella. ''Let's wait for her, let her take this time for his grandma,'' I said then just stand still and just let the heavy rain pour on me.

''Why do I deserve this? What did I do wrong?'' Freeda cried. All of us were behind her just listening to what she said. She just let out what she feel to her grandma who was dead and hearing those words made me remember the time when I was also crying and felt the most painful thing in my life.

I also did the same thing. I cried at my father's burial and asked some questions that he can no longer hear and answer. He left me wondering about the things that I don't know about what should I do