Chapter One Hundred-Eleven

Kyra-

“Because ever since you were born, I barely get to see my mother.” I listened to him complain and for a split second, I loosened my hold on him.

“So what was your plan then by coming here?” I asked, feeling anger consume me to the point I was crying.

“I don’t know. I thought it was to kill you, but I don’t know anymore.” He whispered and at his admittance, I released my hold on him.

I expected him to get up, instead, he just turned over on his back and looked up at the sky. I fell to my knees on the ground next to him and I contemplated letting him just kill me.

“You think I asked for any of this?” I asked, my voice just barely above a whisper.

“I was cursed to live my life as a rogue, not knowing who or what I was. Growing up with a man that was not my father and only ever hearing my mother's voice in my head on occasions, but never really being able to talk to her. Do