The Beast's Rejected Wife (Under Major Revision)

Chapter 2

Days passed, and I found a strange contentment in watching my sister from a distance. I observed her every move, the way she navigated through life with an admirable bravery and a fierce attitude that I had always admired. It was as if she wore her strength like armor, unyielding and resolute.

I even mustered the courage to approach her, finding moments to engage her in conversation without revealing my true intentions. I crafted my words carefully, masking my purpose behind a facade of casual interest, hoping she wouldn't sense the underlying urgency in my voice. Each interaction felt like a delicate dance, a balancing act between the desire to connect and the need to protect her from the truth of our situation.

But no matter how close I got, there was always an invisible barrier separating us, a reminder of the past that loomed like a shadow over our potential future. I know she has her own plan for those Muffins, and I don't need to interfere. But the moment they try to harm her again, I won't hesitate. I'll stop them, no matter the cost.

Slowly, I closed the book I had been holding, the faint rustle of its pages breaking the silence. My hand moved to the black folder resting beside me. It was worn and faded, but its contents carried a weight I wasn't sure I was ready to confront.

It was my dad's last note.

My fingers traced the edge of the folder, the gravity of it sinking in. This was all I had left of him—his final words, written long before I could find him, before I even knew the full extent of the truths he carried. It felt like a bridge between the past and the present, and holding it was like holding onto the last piece of him, a connection that was both fragile and painful.

The familiar ache stirred in my chest, but I pushed it down. Now wasn't the time to dwell on memories. There were too many things at stake, too many people still in danger. And above all, my sister needed me—even if she didn't realize it yet.

Nakuha ko ito sa gamit ni Aunt Lana, na naiwan niya which is supposedly ibibigay niya talaga noong mismong birthday ko, mabuti nalamang ay nakuha ko ito bago ko sinunog ang buong bahay. I stared at it for a while, as I read it once again. Checking if I missed some words or I misunderstood some of his statements.

Kaia, my daughter.

I know I've never truly been a father to you. I never had the chance to watch you grow—from that sweet, innocent child into the beautiful, captivating woman I know you've become. But I want you to understand something—despite everything, you were my first. My first baby, my first daughter, my first princess, and the first child I ever loved. And I will always love you. We love you—never forget that.

I know you've been struggling wherever you are, fighting through life on your own. I wish I could have been there with you and your sister, but I couldn't. It wasn't safe, not then and not now. I hope that one day you'll find your way to her, to me, Kaia. I look forward to that day—the day when we can finally be together again.

I miss you, princess. We miss you.

I'm so sorry. Sorry for leaving you to face this world on your own. I love you so much, and I hope you can understand why I made the decision to send you away. It wasn't because I didn't want you, but because I wanted to protect you. I love you more than anything, Kaia. Please, live your life, protect yourself, and protect your sister.

When you find her, tell her about the gun I left.

That gun was meant for you once, but I couldn't ask you to bear that burden. You've risked your life enough already, starting from the moment I sent you away. All I ask of you now is to guide and protect Reign as she carries out what must be done. She is the one destined to end this—the one who must kill the youngest of that family, using the same gun I used to end their mother. Avenge our family. Avenge the hunters. It is her path now, but she will need you, Kaia.Take care, my princess. And take care of your sister. I love you both, always and forever.