69. Homecoming

You carry the dirty stench of darkness in your soul.

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(Adrian)

Adrian stared at his mom, the queen, wondering how he should tell her about Edward. Just thinking about Edward was giving him acid burns. He wondered for the millionth time why Edward was like this, but like that millionth time, the answer was the same. He was like this, because something in his was essentially wrong, and he chose to be like this.

There were no other excuses or rationalizations.

No one couldn't logically explain what slept in someone else's head.

"Mom..." He hesitated as he looked at his dad, and his dad motioned him to go on with a wave of his hand. Adrian wished his dad could tell her that, but his dad kept eating as if this was nothing that concerned him.

Adrian mind linked to his dad. "Dad, are you not going to help me out here."

"It is better if you tell her."

Adrian didn't know how it would be better. Adrian shook his head and frowned at his father. He was a brave man in any other situat