Derek POV
“Do you see the reasons why I hated Morgana? Her dad killed your mom,” my dad's voice kept replaying in my head for a while. I stood up, kicking the chair to the side of the room. I turned to my dad, who had a bored expression on his face.
I shook my head. No, this can't be happening. I let out a chuckle and turned to my dad, “Are you joking?” I asked.
He shook his head. “I am dead serious, Derek.”
“And you never told me!” I screamed at the top of my voice, making him flinch.
I can't imagine I have been f*****g someone whose father killed my mom. I dated Morgana for eighteen years.
“I was protecting you, son.”
I whirl around, walk up to him, closing the space between us “Protecting me? from who?” I asked in a calm morbid voice.
He remained silent with a fallen expression
