Chapter 411: Memories From The Past
Justin entered the room that once belonged to his father. It was the first time he was seeing it, and he tried to find any sense of familiarity—tried to recall if he had any memories of it.
If he had visited this place as a child, he was sure he must have been in this room. But he could recall nothing. He looked around the room, which was well-kept, though it was clear no one had stayed there for a long time.
The room was spacious but simple and elegant, dominated by white tones—a king-sized bed, minimal decor. The person who had once lived here clearly didn’t spend much time in it.
Justin’s attention was drawn to a cluster of small picture frames hung on the wall. They held photos of his father from childhood to adulthood, capturing significant moments—Marina holding baby Alex, a school picture, Alex as a young man riding a horse, and others.
None of the pictures included Aeldric or any other family members besides Marina. There were no photos of Alex with Serena or the children. It was understandable—he had been hiding them from Aeldric.
Just as Justin turned around, his gaze fell on a wooden door on the other side of the room. Unconsciously, he stepped toward it, only to suddenly stop and clutch his head in pain, closing his eyes as blurry memories began to surface.
A woman talking to a man—her voice filled with worry, distant and echoing.
"Alex, promise me, you and Aaron will make it there safely."
"I promise," a man’s voice replied.
"Mom, I’ll take care of both Dad and myself," a young boy’s voice added. "Just take care of Aiden. He’s naughty."
The woman hugged the boy. "Aaron, I and Aiden will wait for you and your dad. Okay?"