Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Brooklyn

I sit there sobbing on my bed, when I hear the door creak open. Hudson's dark head appears. "Brooklyn?" he calls, hesitating. "Can I come in?"

"Sure," I say, wiping at my eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asks, pressing the door closed and coming to sit next to me on the bed.

I nod, sniffing and working to contain myself.

"Just...looking through old pictures." I gesture towards the album.

Hudson picks it up and leafs through it.

"Wow," he says, looking between me and the woman on the page. "Brooklyn, she looks just like you."

"I know," I say, my eyes wide. "Obviously, I remember what she looks like, from when I was a kid, but...I didn't realize I'd grown to resemble her so much."

He nods, still leafing through. Then he looks at me. "I can see how this would be hard for you. I never, ever go through my mom's old albums."

I nod, reaching out a hand for his, understanding.

Life can be so hard, especially when you've lost a parent. It's a fine line between wanting to remember them and missing them so horribly that all you want to do is run from the feeling.

both sit quietly together,

I'm not married to a man I clearly love,

my face in those albums, it feels like it's all happening, all over again— repeating the

I, too, find reason to flee from this world, to try everything I can to leave

her? Was it just a car accident, or is that too much of a coincidence? For a

my god, was I going

burst into tears again, fear and sorrow and

arms around my

to miss her, you know," he

like if Hudson could love me the way I want someone to love

shake my head because he has it all wrong. I know it's okay to miss her. But that's

and articulate what I feel when the door opens again, this time without a

there in the doorway, and I know I should stop crying, but I

all this?" Aden asks, crossing his arms over his chest, taking in Hudson's morose expression

too hard to answer, but Hudson responds to him with

day, dad," he

dinner," Aden says, ignoring his son. "Dry your tears and come down to eat

head, sniffing again, working hard to stop crying. It's so embarrassing to cry in front of someone like Aden,

through my tears. "I'm not -" Hiccup.

are hungry," Aden says, his voice low and tinged with the Alpha inside of him. "You've barely eaten all

to come harder as

doesn't know how to handle me right now.

into something else worry, pity, even fear. "Stop that!" he yells, pounding a