Chapter 167: I think families with powers do the dirtiest of deeds...
Xavier POV
I think families with powers do the dirtiest of deeds.
Growing up as a child with special health conditions, I’ve seen my parents go beyond every definition of humanity to make sure I am well. Regardless of who was involved or to whose detriment I would be. The entitlement which we always felt when we took away the joy from people was something that I will never be able to understand.
I used to feel bad back then but my mom would always console me with the words "You’re the heir to the throne, your life is more important than the lives of everyone in the pack,". At a point, I had grown with that mantra but in the early days that I met and married Selene, I realized that my life was as fickle as a candle’s glow and that I had to depend on someone every day of my life to get through anything.
I relearned afresh and tried to do good to the people but they wouldn’t trust me and who could blame them? Slowly, I earned their trust, stopped my parents from doing a lot of things that would damage the lives of the people and somehow, I allowed myself to believe the worst was behind them.
That somehow, they had at last come into the light and were changed persons. Even though Selene’s parents’ deaths had happened in the past, it was my mother’s confessions devoid of remorse that got to me the most and seared my heart with hatred towards her. I will never be able to look Selene in the eyes again.
I didn’t even realize where my feet were taking me until I found myself standing before Selene’s door, my chest heaving. I stood there for a while standing at the door, wondering why I had come here in the first place.
My dad was right... I cannot tell Selene the truth about her parents’ death. Our lives so far have been moving smoothly; almost too good to be true and yet... I knew this was a burden I could not shoulder alone. Whatever came of it, Selene deserves to know the painful truth about her parents since sooner or later the truth will come to light. No matter how excruciating the pain would be, she had to understand what my family had deprived her of and, in a way, I wanted to exonerate myself from the mess. I want to be in my daughters’ lives for as long as possible.
Swallowing the lump that had formed at the back of my throat, I reached for the knocker on the door and rapped. It felt like an eternity before I heard footsteps coming to the door, piquing my anxiety. The door finally creaked open to reveal Selene.