Conversations

I look towards Alaric. "At sixteen, my parents told me I wasn't to see Beatrix again. I refused. She got pregnant, and I was told it was wrong. She was using me, and I was a fool. I refused to listen, so they cut me off entirely. No money, no contact."

I had no idea. "Until when?" When did he finally contact them again?

"When Jake was about six, my mum reached out, and I spoke to her. I'm sorry; tonight wasn't meant to be drama." He wraps his arms around me.

"Alaric, I don't care. Do you remember my parents?" I peer up at him. He nods and laughs. "Exactly, so don't worry, it won't scare me away. I do think you need to speak to him and tell him everything, Sir." Something tells me his dad is trying to make amends.

"It's his thing. He did it with Desmond when he announced leaving the country. For ten years, he refused to speak to him." He says it like it's nothing, but clearly, it hurts him.

"They are meant to stay for a few days here in the spare rooms. I might just tell them to go to