Chapter 48

Roman

He stood by the window in his study. He had locked himself in there since Mikaella's death was announced. Hearing the sound of a car's wheels crushing the little pebbles on his driveway, he glared outside watching his mother slowly open the door for Seth.

They were all dressed in black. Their cheeks clearly visible of dry tears. His son hung his head low, refusing to listen to what his grandfather was saying to him. Roman's heart lunged lower to his feet, like gravity was somehow pulling him down and he, without resistance allowed himself to be pulled. To feel the pain burn his body until he felt nothing.

It didn't matter how many DNA tests they ran on her, the charred body in the morgue he saw that day was Mikaella and God damn it, he blamed himself for it. One week past and he still locked himself. As punishment for Mikaella dying. She wasn't suppose to die. Mikaella-Mikaella was a good woman with a good soul who didn't deserve what happened to her.

Needless to say, he blamed