I looked at my watch, and it showed 12 p.m. Time flew by, just like the years after she entered our lives. The series of four years played in my head in a flick.
She appeared at our residence holding Lee's hands, and now she was fighting with death a few minutes ago. My head throbbed thinking about how I treated her—would things be any different if I had known everything?
My trust in women died away with Ashley and Mum, but that didn't just justify my mistreatment of Florida for the past four years. Mum left us after we were born. She is a witch born, and in her coven, twins are considered to be evil beings. Her family pushed her to kill me and Jung but instead she left us to Lee. And this was not enough Ashley was my last piece of hope in women, but she too broke my trust.
Ashley was Lee's secretary; we knew her for 10 years. As the years followed, she confessed to me many times, and after some years, I accepted her proposal. We dated for three years, and I believed she was the one. Until we were under attack, and to my utmost nightmare, it was Ashely and her comrades who attacked us. She too was a hunter, but our enemy, who planned this for years to catch us off guard and kill us,. Seeing us as their threat, being the most powerful hunters in the city. They had planned the attack for years. She came close to us and found me and my family at the most vulnerable. From then on, I never believed in any woman and never got closer to any woman until Florida crashed into my life.
From Day 1, I never liked her; hate is an understatement here because I chose to ignore her. There were a lot of times when I behaved quite rudely or acted cold, and I believed she was too thick-headed to get affected by any of this. But she chose to still follow me or tag along to hunt. I remember once being so angry with her because of her carelessness. Lee got injured very badly, so I chose to leave her there and take the car to bring Lee home. No one knew about it because she chose to keep silent, like the swimming pool incident, as Jung told me. Even on the days of her birthday, I never stayed back, not even once a year, but she was kind enough to help Ruby bake a cake for mine every year. Once she gave me a dagger, which she wielded with Jung's help, but I threw it in the fire because I thought accepting it would make her feel like I had accepted her, which was clearly not my intention. All these years, I have given her nothing but pain, scars, and sad memories.
Ignoring her, brushing her away, leaving her to herself on the battleground, and what not.
I thought the more I pushed her, the more she would hate me, and finally she would leave me and our home. But she remained transfixed, making me want to be like her. But I never knew why, and I chose to ignore the reason as well. She chose to stick to me clearly to relieve her pain, but I... god, what have I done?
I rushed downstairs.