Father and Son Talk

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Alex After my confrontation with Zab, I didn't know what to feel or do. I wanted to be angry at her because she hid the truth about our daughter. But at the same time, I cannot blame her. I hurt her when I left. As she said, I've killed her. So I settled myself in the castle's garden, sat in one of the benches and drown my misery in alcohol. 'I failed everyone. My mate suffered without me by her side. She had our daughter at a very young age, and I was not there to support her.' I thought. I took a swig of vodka straight from the bottle. 'I’m a coward. A useless coward.' I took another swig, emptying the bottle. I threw it on the ground and opened another bottle. "Drinking won't solve anything." I looked up and saw dad, with uncle Jax and Uncle Chester. "Want some?" I offered. Da

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