"Sometimes it's best to let people believe what they see. Even if I sought to clear my name, my parents would still not return. If they hadn't consented to me, maybe they would still be alive and not slaughtered in such a cruel manner," Jonathan said, his tone tinged with guilt as he remembered seeing his brother shoot them from the shadows.
"It happened so quickly that not only did his thinking freeze, but his entire body went numb. Their lifeless body still haunts me to this day, and it is what has caused me to hate myself for not being a good son."
Eveline listened carefully and gradually understood what he meant. However, loving someone was not a fault. It was the wrong person who took out his rage on someone who actually treated him as their child. Unfortunately, he was unable to digest it.
Eveline rose up, took a big breath, and approached her father.
Walking around, she threw her arm around his neck from behind and kissed his cheek.
