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3rd POV.

They don’t know what to do or how to receive the truth. When people say that the truth hurts, it’s never been something that the triplets experienced because they were never weak.

But these last few weeks?

It hurts so much ever since they gave their hearts out for love. “Love is indeed a punishment that we accept because we are defaulted to,” but the triplets have never been the ones to retire to that.

“Love is a weakness. Love is a curse, portrayed as a gift. Love is a pain that disguises itself as pleasure, just so we don’t realize how hurtful it has wounded us until it has broken our hearts. Love hurts us continuously, yet we embrace it. Love is a pain. And most of all, love is so powerful it locks you in continuous pain of betrayal and dependence, and you still crave for it.”

“Why?” Kieran whispers as they all stop in front of their dying uncle.

Jared’s body is still wilting, becoming more and more dead over time. He can’t move any part of his body anymore, and he’s just whimpering on the ground now, his lips peeled and his face dried as though he is facing the greatest form of malnutrition yet.

He lies on the ground, his breathing hard as he is being eaten from inside, and his eyelids won’t even work anymore. He’s hiding more than the pain he’s receiving, but that’s only because he’s not human. He ought to be screaming and wailing out in pain, but he won’t show that weakness, not just because he’s a werewolf but also because he won’t let the triplets see him beg.

He is not apologetic for everything that he’s done, and he believes that he was only trying to get what was his without caring how much he hurt others. He doesn’t even care that he killed his sister, Emilie, mother to the triplets, and that he fooled the whole kingdom with a clone of Emilie’s, and the triplets hugged and thought that was their actual mother.

It pains them so much as they think back to the past. They think of all the times they had eaten as families, not knowing that they sit with a clone and an uncle who wishes nothing but dread for them, who was only waiting for a time he could end them.

“Why?” This time, Kade does the asking, and he screams so loudly that the inside of the hall trembles at his rage. The wall quivers and the metals attached to the wall clang.

“I am not a bit sorry for everything that I did. I may die today, but this isn’t the end. You may not believe me, but someday, a part of me that wishes to destroy your love, peace, and bliss shall come back, maybe in a new form. I don’t know, but you will never see or feel actual peace.” Jared is showing his true colour now, not hiding any part of anything. He glares at the triplets with worn-out eyes that look dead. “You’ve killed lots of people and lots of families, but you don’t deserve pain? You aren’t any better than I am.”

Kyle steps forward this time around and speaks on behalf of his brothers. “You’re wrong, uncle. You’re very wrong. We have done a lot of damage, but you know where you were worse than us? We didn’t do it because we wanted to or because we actually loved it. We did it because you trained us to, and we have suffered for it. And we would not hesitate to accept any more punishment that comes our way in the future. We are apologetic for all the pain we’ve caused, and if the rest of our lives are spent with the help of Kaya in settling these matters, we will gladly let that happen. You will no longer control us.”

Kade and Kieran pat Kyle on the back when he says that, smiling at him with such eyes that you could tell how proud they are for him to have utilized such a list of words into sentences.

Jared laughs aloud, “Haha! And how about the curse? How long does it remain before your thirtieth birthday? A few months? Haha!” Jared keeps laughing as the triplets leave the space, leaving me to perish where he lies.

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