Reborn to Ruin Him
“My parents. I haven’t been since I learned the truth about everything that happened to them. I think I need to go now, finally knowing for certain who I actually am.”
“I’ll come with you,” Xavier said immediately. “Whenever you’re ready.”
We drove to the small cemetery the following morning, the same one Ashford had first shown me photographs from weeks ago, my parents’ names carved into simple stone markers I’d never once visited in this life.
I knelt in front of them, flowers in hand, Xavier standing quiet and steady a few feet behind me, giving me the space to have this moment fully.