𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯!
Tragedy can happen to anyone, anytime and anywhere, and the saddest part about that truth is...
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Chapter Thirty Five: Spur Of The Moment Sophia Crawford
“Can I ask you something quite random?” I ask River, seeing him turn his head slightly to look at me.
He nods, looking at me. “Sure.”
“What made you change your mind about seeing your father?”
River sighs from next to me and I see his hands clench around the steering wheel of his aunt’s car before he returns his gaze back to the road in front of him.
The question caught him off guard, but surely he knew that it was bound to come up sooner than later. I was curious to know what changed his mind when he was so dead-set on not wanting to see his father just the other day.
He takes a while to respond to my question, and I didn’t even blame him either. Seeing his dad is a huge step in the right direction if he wants to heal himself after everything he has been through, but it was a difficult decision nonetheless.
“I guess I just need to put everything behind me.” He shrugs, releasing a deep breath.
I nod, feeling both proud and sad on his behalf.
Nothing about this trip is exciting. He’s going to see the man who abused him for years without end, and the man who murdered his family when he got tired of hurting them physically. This was a difficult thing to decide, but he wasn’t going to be alone on this trip. He had me by his side, just like I promised him.
I could see pain and determination both written all across River’s face when he picked me up from my house. He needed to do see his father. He wanted to do this, but on the other hand, he didn’t want to do this, either. I wouldn’t want to see the father who has abused me for years and who murdered my family, but if it meant getting closure, then count me in.
I know that if I were in his shoes that I would want closure, too. I would want to know what the hell went through his mind when he killed River’s entire family.
“Well…whatever happens today, I’m going to be there for you every step of the way, River. “ I tell him. “I also just want you to know that I am proud of you for doing this. You’re so strong.” I tell him with a pensive smile.
He returns the smile, a genuine one, and it made me feel at ease.
He knows that I am here for him and that was something.
We pass a tunnel of trees one and a half hours into our drive.
River drove slowly the entire time because the roads were covered in ankle-high deep white snow, and the sun blinded us from the front, not even the sun visors helped, so he had to be careful before he crashes the car into someone’s rear.
