He Went Too Far

"Would you like to see my mother's grave? We could go visit her." Dante suggested as they both laid in her bed, her head on his bare chest and her arms around him.

She was clothed in a shirt of his and nothing more.

"I would be more than happy to visit her."

"Let's visit her next week, then?"

"Next week... I think that would be great but I do have a question, Dante. Did you tell anyone else about all you went through? It's so horrible and I can't imagine that you have kept all of these to yourself for years."

"Keeping it was hard but sharing it would have been harder, Princess but I did share everything with James back then. He was the closest to me and so he did know everything."

Mireille got off his chest to look at his face properly.

"James knew about all that your dad did to you?" She asked.

"I told him about it as it happened to me so yes, he knows about everything."

Mireille's face pulled into a frown.

"I... I don't get. He told me that you killed your innocent father just