"I have tried to tell her before your wedding, but she said she will hear the story later," Blue told him and Gael laughed softly.
"Thank you for trying, I hope she will listen to your story next time." He would make sure there would be a next time. He needed to see his child as well.
This curse, sure enough, would be the death of him someday, since he had been dying because of it. Only if Lise could feel a bit of what he felt for her, even ten percent of it, would be enough to make her stay. That was how bad he fell for her.
His own obsession was a curse for Lise, since Gael would stop at nothing to find her and their child.
"She left with the man that killed my family," Blue mumbled, she turned her head and stared at the blue sky. If it was a little bit darker and gloomy, it would look like Chaos' eyes.
Gael said nothing about it.
