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Warnings: fluff, angst, crying, yelling, errors I missed.

Roman felt a lot of emotions run through him, denial, anger, depression a sense of loss, regret.

He regretted how he treated you before your death. Regretted his last words to you "If you mess this up don't bother coming home," He growled at you.

He should have never made you bait. He only did that because he was still mad at you for cheating on him with his cousin Jey.

Though he couldn't really blame you. He pushed you into another man's arms, with how distant he was being, you probably assumed he was cheating on you, but he wasn't. You betrayed him. What hurt more is that you got pregnant. Roman ordered you to do a paternity test, finding out he wasn't the father, so he made you give the baby up for adoption. That put a strain on the marriage. He found out it was twins. The look on your face when your babies were born broke his heart. But he couldn't look at them without feeling his heartache, they weren't his.

Roman watched you into a go downward spiral. Crying silently. You did your best to hide it, but his and your twins were smart, they wondered why you were so sad. Roman came up with a lie, telling them the twins died during birth. His heart broke every time he saw you. An idea popped up in his mind.

"If you want to make it up to me, consider yourself forgiven for your betrayal, you will have to be bait," He spoke. Making you look at him in shock.

Roman then explained how he wanted to take his enemy out, and he needed you as a distraction. You reluctantly agreed. He wished he never made you as bait, you would have been here still.

He missed you so much, he hasn't touched another woman since you. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

His youngest daughter, the one he shared with you, looked so much like you. It hurt. He couldn't look at her without seeing you. Favouriting her twin brother over her. He could tell it broke her heart when he acted cold to her. It Wasn't her fault she was a spitting image of her mother.

Roman took a sip of the rum he poured. Trying to numb the pain.

"Daddy," D/n spoke softly, as she entered his office. He closed his eyes. Trying not to cry. She even had the same voice as you.

"Not now d/n," Roman grumbled. Eyes still closed.

"But..." She spoke. Romans eyes snapped open He glared at d/n. Making her whimper.

"I said not now," Roman snapped. Making her lips tremble. As tears pricked her eyes. She quickly ran out of the room. Probably to her room.

Roman finished the rest of his drink, before putting the glass cup down. Getting up and looking for d/n.

He shouldn't have snapped at her like that.

"Have you seen your sister?" He asked JoJo. Making her look up from her phone.

She stared at her dad for a second. Wondering if she should tell him where d/n ran off to. I mean he has a right to know. A lot of enemies of her dads would kidnap her sister. But he was so cold to d/n, she did look like her stepmother so maybe her dad has haunted by her stepmother's image and seeing d/n didn't help.

"She ran out of the house crying," She replied. She knew where d/n went to, everyone did.

Roman let out a sigh. He knew where she went. He ran his hand down his face. Thanking her before walking off...

Roman parked the car. In the section of where your grave was. Putting the handbrake up. Looking at d/n. He felt anger rise inside of him as he saw your mother. He didn't want d/n or s/n around your mother. Poisoning their minds. Spinning lies.

Roman took the keys out of the ignition roughly. Getting out of the car. He slammed the door. Storming over to d/n and your mother. Your mother heard footsteps approaching fast. Making her lookup. She glared at Roman. While d/n her granddaughter looked at the gravestone.

"D/n, get in the car," Roman ordered d/n. Making d/n look up at her father. She looked back at her grandmother. She nodded her head. Making d/n hug her. Before she pressed a soft kiss on your gravestone. Promising she would be back. She got up. Roman unlocked the car as d/n ran to it.

"You can't keep her away from me or s/n," Your mother growled out. As Roman turned his head once his daughter entered the car.

"They are my kids," Roman growled. Staring at her coldly.

"Do you even visit her?" Your mom spoke. Pointing to your grave.

"Why do you care? You only come here because you feel guilty for how you treated her, how you abandoned her," Roman growled.

"You didn't deserve her, you caused her death, she's dead because of you and now she can't see her kids grow up, you even took her other twins from her," Your mother snapped. Roman's jaw tightened.

"I'd watch your mouth, wouldn't want your grandchildren growing up without a grandmother now wouldn't we," Roman threatened. Smirking at her evilly, as he stared her down. He gave her a smug smirk seeing her quiver. He turned around, walking back to the car, while your mother glared at him...

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