CHAPTER TWENTY >>>
_XAVIER’S POV_
Henry was trying to stop me from doing the same thing I did with Amelia. He was here, trying to save Lisa. I had to tell him once, and for all that, it wasn't like that.
“Henry,” I said, “Is this about Amelia? Are you still not over it?" I asked.
"Not over it? How can I be over it? She was my daughter. The only child I had, and I lost her." He yelled at me. For the first time in the years that he had served me, he yelled at me.
I had never seen Henry angry at me before. Even the day his daughter died. Even during her burial. He didn’t yell. He didn’t even cry.
He just sat there, blank faced. It was like his heart and soul had died with his daughter.
But today, it was different. Henry was angry.
“I understand your pain. I really do. But yo
