A/N: Happy reading, guys! The lockdown was lifted here in France yesterday so we finally went back to work too. What about in your country? I hope that you guys are okay. Stay safe!
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CHRISTINE's POV
When I arrived home, I entered the house like I wasn't myself. I wanted nothing but to get out of New York. I felt like if I didn't do that, I would suffocate and go crazy.
My family had been telling me to undergo a therapy so that I would finally move on but for some reason, I couldn't. I felt like if I forgot about the pain, I would forget everything about my son too. Maybe because of the fact that I felt like I deserved this pain. I felt like I didn't have the right to be happy.
Yes, aside from the fact that I've been blaming Jace of what happened to our son, I've been blaming myself as well. If I wasn't such a weak person, I could've saved JC.
If only I knew that something like that would happen, I could've done something to protect him. There's many what ifs but I could only think about it because no matter what I do, JC is already gone. There's no point of undergoing any therapy because nothing could ever cure that kind of pain that have already etched in my heart until I die.
My heart tightened of the thought. I was about to ascend the stairs when I heard someone spoke behind me.
"What happened, darling? You look like you're not yourself." My father asked with a serious expression on his face. Suddenly, I felt my tears fall. I slowly turned around to face him and I could see him tighten his jaw upon seeing my reddish and puffy eyes.
He opened his arms and I let myself get enveloped in his embrace. I thought I already cried everything out before I came home but I was wrong because my tears fell like an unstoppable waterfall.
When it comes to JC, all my strength leaves my body and I couldn't contain my tears from falling. Nothing really beats the pain of losing your own child, especially that nothing could've prepared me of that unfortunate incident. He was taken away from me and because of that, I could no longer hug nor touch him.
I could no longer have the chance to witness him grow up and go to school because those monsters deny him those.
"Shhh. Cry all you want if you think that this could lessen your pain, darling. I'm here for you." Daddy whispered and then kissed the top of my head. I cried on his chest like a child until my tears finally stopped. I heard my father call for Nancy and asked for a glass of water for me.
"Drink this. It will help you calm down." I did as I was told and he was right. It did help me calm down a little bit.
"Thank you, nana." I said to Nancy when I gave her back the already empty glass. She grimaced and then gently squeezed my hand, sending her support.
"Don't mention it, Maggie. Just call me when you need something." She said and then went back to her duties.
"Are you felling okay now, darling?" My father questioned tenderly and I slowly nodded my head.
"Daddy, I think I need to go back to Houston before I lose my mind here. I'm sorry that I'm being selfish again, thinking only about myself, but I can't take it. It still hurts like hell." I admitted and then bit my lower lip.
His forehead furrowed. "Why? What happened?"
I released a breath. "I-I went to our house, intending to talk to Jace, but I couldn't because when I saw the house, the past came back to me. It only reminded me of what happened to JC. Now, I feel like if I stayed here for another day, I would lose my mind." My voice cracked upon uttering the name of my son.
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