Chapter 27 [2/2]

Percival stopped. My eyes remained on my hands as Hesitation settled in my stomach.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," I said. Although there were things I wanted to know, I didn't want to trigger any trauma Percy might have.

I had always disliked Percy's father despite the little information I had of him. I was just convinced that he's an assholé.

"Yes," Percival said.

My eyes widened. I felt the urge to turn around, but ironically, my body froze. If she's a Salazar, then Percy might be blood-related to them.

"I found out a few years after she died... I didn't tell you because I felt like I wasn't in the position to tell. It was something my mother tried desperately to hide. But believe me, I don't want anything to do with that family." His voice mixed with grief and worry. "You're not upset with me, are you?"

That was my cue to turn to him. My forehead creased to show my confusion. He didn't tell me out of respect for his mother.

"Why would I be upset with you?" I aske