Bastian's POV
My hands were trembling, no matter what I did, they wouldn't stop shaking. I don't want Lilith to see me this way.
Even as she led me out of the dinning hall to my room, I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings. I should be used to my mother's cursive ways by now.
However, getting used to it is one thing but living it and knowing somehow, she is right is another. If I had not had that argument with Ellana that night, she wouldn't have driven off with Sofia. She wouldn't have gotten into an accident that took her life.
I am a sick psycho. That's what I am. A selfish man, if I wasn't a selfish man, my daughter wouldn't have hated me. If I wasn't a selfish and cruel man, I wouldn't be yearning for my best friend's daughter.
Yes, I am demented psycho. I
