WILLA’S POV
My heart weighed heavily in my chest as I listened with horror, pain and anger to a story that had completely changed the trajectory of Gallahan’s life.
He ended the tale with the assurance that he was no longer as vengeful and as angry as he once was, but he also told us that to completely forgive humans for what they had done was not on the table at the moment.
I didn’t say anything about it. No objection. No comment. Nothing.
After all, I had come to terms with the fact that Gallahan had dealt with his pain and trauma in his own way and that I couldn’t force what path of healing he should take. It was his road to choose and his journey to make. My role was to offer him strength and light if he needed it.
The stubborn heaviness I felt stayed the same way even after we had managed to lull the twins back to sleep and tuck them back into bed. They still chose to sleep in my room, leaving me and Gallahan the option to sleep beside them or to retire to the spare room in the h
