Natalia’s POV
I hold his hand tightly in mine as he tells me the details of his heartbreaking past. As he is talking, I see him flit between every emotion imaginable.
The love he had for his family and how they once were.
The pain he felt losing his parents in such a despicable manner.
The stages of rage he went through whilst planning his revenge.
The sheer indescribable agony when his sister died in his arms.
My body is shaking, the tears are threatening to spill but I keep my emotions under control. My main focus is on him. On making sure that I am here for him the way that he needs me to be.
Something tells me that even when his parents were alive he was still the one who looked after everyone else. His siblings, his mom and even his father who it seems had a great respec
