CHAPTER FOURTY THREE
He sat still, thinking about the bad things he had done to her. She did not deserve any of it. He thought about the subtle ways he had made mockery of her. They were probably worse than when he had condemned her openly. How was she able to keep on loving him regardless of the fact that he made it clear to her that she was despised by him? He couldn't fathom it.
The only thing he doesn't regret is standing up to Mr Wesley and disobeying his father for the first time since he was born. He's even regretting his existence in the world and as a Haldor.
The door opened and Anne walked in.
"Son. What are you doing? Getting wasted like this? Are you okay?" She asked and dropped the bag she was holding.
"I want Skye, mom. I want her, mom." He burst into tears.
"What are
