Bestfriend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby by TheBlues

The Roots of His Hatred The

Roots of His Hatred Kelly's POV

I was sitting beside the pool, feet dipped underwater, when someone sat beside me. About a meter distance between us, Klay settled himself and put two cans of beer.

I

"Can I offer you a drink?" He asked, not looking at me, but on the pool water.

I looked straight and pressed my lips together, not saying anything. I don't know what to say. Truly, I was wrong when I told him to die and accused him of drowning himself just to manipulate me. I was wrong. My anger took over me. I feel so bad that I became like that and I said that. He's evil but I'm not. And because of frustration, I don't know how to react to what's happening anymore.

"How do I start this..." he whispered under his breath, just enough for me to hear, as he chuckled without

humor.

"I was born...in a dangerous environment. Me and my twin..."

I was shocked because of what he said. Twin? He has a twin? I remember the man in the house where Emily brought me to hide before. So, that explains why that man looked like him. But..why does he have a photo with Emily?

Klay sucked his breath, I was just watching him as he stared at the water, eyes full of sorrow and hatred.

"My biological dad was the leader of a mafia organization. He trained me and my twin to be the future leader..it turns out...my twin wanted to be on the right path," he chuckled angrily and shook his head. "He wanted to be a cop and that dream...killed him." My heart skipped a beat. What does he mean by that?

"Our biological father sees him as a threat to the organization he loved more than his own sons. my twin killed."

He got

at his face. He kept on clenching his

to find his body, but we couldn't find

because I was

looked down as my forehead creased. The corner of my eyes became hot

evil father. He loved my mom so much and

find a job without revealing her face and identity. That would make my father easily find us.. so we continued struggling until mom met a kind

you...I was mesmerized by the innocent beauty of that little

him?"

used me and my mother. When my mother died, he told me it was my biological father who killed her. I was furious. The devil that my biological father created in me was awakened by my

Roots of

his eyes. "He told

gasped and slowly

too, right? I was just like you. I don't wanna believe

did that."

rolled down my cheeks. "You're mistaken, Klay. My father

"He did...unfortunately."

sobbed and wiped my tears. "If you're just saying this

sympathy won't be an option for me. I tried to keep that pain in

on't wanna

grabbed the canned beer. I don't know if he's telling the truth, but I don't believe him.