Chapter 185

Hael’s P.O.V.

An hour had passed since I said goodbye to my father.

Violet sat curled up on the sofa at my newly acquired house, wrapped in my arms where I knew she’d always be safe. A comfortable silence settled over us both. The kind of silence where words were no longer needed.

As she stared into the flames licking up the brick walls of the fireplace, I thought about her earlier words, and the estate I had once called my home.

The memories ran deep here, flowing through my veins like a poison designed to kill. Tonight I had taken the first step towards ridding myself of it, and I couldn’t help but wonder if demolishing this house would be the cure I needed.

Amusement warmed my chest as I thought of all the things Violet might do should she have her own home to decorate and design. We’d have a state-of-the-art kitchen, packed with everything she could ever want or need.

I’d listen from the shadows while she baked, humming to herself as she always did. While the cookies and cakes sat