Chapter 7 My heart

It was deserted; all reminders of my presence in the room, where I had lived for so many years, were vanished. With the exception of my bed and dresser, which I had given to my dad, who had entered my room this morning and attempted to seem unconcerned while taking my suitcases, everything I owned was left on the front porch.

My room looked so bad that I could not stand to see it. As I approached my parents, I noticed that my dad was standing there, trying to comfort my mom while she sobbed into him. We hadn't discussed my fate in that castle, as I had promised, but I knew they were worried and that they understood I would spend the rest of my days under the beast's control. I observed my parents' desperate attempts to keep their tears from streaming down their faces when they looked at me, and I heard their frantic whispering at night.

The beast was going to arrive at any moment, so I had to say goodbye right now. I couldn't wait any longer.

I hugged my mother first as I made my way to my parents. I hugged my mother for the last time, even though I knew it would be the last time I would do so. I would miss the warmth and comfort that a mother's hug offered. I carefully untangled myself from my mother's arms and entered my father's waiting arms. He gave me a deep hug, putting one hand on my head and massaging it the way he used to when I was younger. He reached up to my face and wiped away the tears. I was not even aware I was crying with his thumb. My dad started to sob, and I could feel my heart constrict.

Alarmed, I pulled away from him to discover my resilient father in tears. I gently asked him why he was crying while holding his hands and bringing them close to my face. What destroyed me and increased my hatred of Alaricus Night was his remark.

"I'm very sorry, Amara. I wasn't strong enough to defend my own child, so I couldn't protect you. I truly apologize." My father said, glancing down as though reluctant to look at me.

Seeing my own father in this state shattered my heart. Alaricus Night was the reason behind the man's eventual breakdown-the guy who had always stood by me and protected me. Forever after, I would never forgive the man. That man was the object of my utmost hatred.

It's not your fault, Dad. You were unable to stop it; perhaps this was supposed to happen to me. However, you don't need to worry about me, papa; I'll be alright." In an attempt to comfort my father, I said. He just drew me back to him and gave me another hard hug without responding. He gave me a head kiss and then released me.

"We love you so much, baby. Take care of yourself." My mother told me.

"I love you guys too." I answered, attempting to hold back the tears.

My father was about to speak when the bell sounded. Looking into my mother's wide eyes, I felt my heart fall to my stomach.