I invite trouble. Or trouble simply has a great love for me that it follows in my footsteps. Or maybe my actions are simply troublesome. When we reached home, Khalid was silent. He didn't speak a single word. It was like he was angry. And he had every right to be. If I were in his place, I wouldn't have agreed to have dinner with the man who left me and my mother on the streets to carry on with his other family.
I was selfish in a way. I wanted him as a family. I wanted Khalid to get what he deserved. And what rightfully belonged to him. I was so selfish when it came to Hades, when it came to Khalid, when it came to Dad. I became the most selfish person.
When we walked inside the building, Hades was sitting on the chair. His right leg over his left one. His gray eyes were darker as he
