Winter's POV
I heaved a sigh of relief after leaving the presence of those lovestruck fools. I tiptoe to father's chambers and peeped in to see if he was sleeping, I found him soundly asleep and snoring, for a moment, I watched and admired his peaceful state of sleep. For the first time in a very long time; he was very peaceful and there was a smile plastered on his face, I could tell he was happy and it was due to Damien's presence.
My heart pricked by guilt because I was giving him fake hopes and lying to him. Ever since mother had died, he became a shadow of himself and he aged even faster, he only existed and wasn't living but today, I saw a spark of life in his eyes, one I would do anything to keep and I wish I could tell him the truth but it was too complicated.
On one hand, moth
