THE DOOR WAS THERE as if a dream had become sold, as if it had grown upon hinges and blossomed into a comforting hue. On the other side, it held his biggest fear of all, Alison. The person he actually cared what she thought of him.
Which begged the question, what did she think of him? He didn't really spent all that much time together, it was ripped away from him all too soon by Titan. Which he couldn't grasp his head around the fact that he was related to him, or Marcel for that matter.
The never ending questions fluttered his mind? He kept on wondering what possible reason Marcel had to keep him in the dark, why he never told him that he was his father? With a heavy heart he did the one thing he didn't want to do, ever. He finally came home, a home he so badly wanted to forget. After his conversation with Killian, he didn't waste anytime before coming here.
