My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

After Maximus said goodbye to Pierre, he went back into the mansion and headed straight to his son's room. Paul was lying on his bed, facing away from the door.

"Paul, can I come in?" Maximus asked gently.

"You're already in, Dad... Are you here to scold me for something that happened years ago?" Paul said, trying to sound calm.

Maximus looked at his son and it was clear there'd be no scolding. He walked over, lay down beside him, hugged him, and kissed the top of his head.

"Son... I came to check on you. To see if you need anything. I came to see my son, who's going through a rough time..."

Paul turned to face his father and hugged him tightly—and that's when it became clear he'd been crying.

"Why was Mom like that?" Paul asked, his voice full of disappointment.

"Son... Your mom's gone now. It's not right to speak ill of someone who can't defend themselves. Your mother was... complicated. She was an only child, and because of that, she had some spoiled tendencies."

"Dad, don't make excuses for her. Mom was a slut. She slept with whoever she wanted..."

Now wasn't the time to say

Don't judge your

actions, but believe me, even if she seemed calm on the

she left behind were problems.

"What is it, son?"

he was really good to us. He even

life lessons are tough. All I ask is that you don't carry hatred in your heart. You're too young to

on what you're going to wear, maybe even on sneaking out with

love that kind of life for you guys. I really would. But I know life doesn't always go that way. Still, you'll see—in five, ten years,

then. You might even be a dad yourself by the time you look back on how you met that

down, watching him, just wanting to be there for his son in this

much. Even though he didn't say it out loud, because it would've

storms

love you for the rest of my life-for

"But honestly