The Death of The Family

Bella's eyes lingered on Jullius' firmly clinched fists, the tendons straining against his skin and the veins standing out in startling contrast. She could feel the tempest of emotions boiling within him, as well as his efforts to keep them under control.

"You don't have to tell me if it's too much," Bella whispered, her voice a gentle reassurance.

"I'm not angry, Jullius. I understand," she continued, her tone soft and understanding, conveying a depth of empathy that surprised Jullius. It was a side of Bella he had never seen before, and it gave him a newfound sense of comfort and strength.

Jullius squeezed Bella's hand tightly, seeking solace in her presence. "I've tried to bury this deep inside. I don't want to remember."

"Then don't," Bella suggested, her voice a soothing melody.

But Jullius shook his head, determination flickering in his eyes. "I want you to know."

Although Bella hadn't revealed that she already knew from Damian, she remained silent, giving Jullius the space to s