Twin Tormentors By RARE

Chapter 66

LEIGH-ARI

The nauseating stench of burning flesh had reigned through the night in Dark Woods, making my bones clutter and tremble from underneath my skin. I had known this day was to come, I had known very well that he was going to pay for all he has done, and I wasn’t against it! Lorik had it coming!

The only thing that unsettled me the most was what his death might do to my boys. I feared for them that they will lose themselves, for as much as it was so weird and very hard to believe, Lorik was their father!

Yes they didn’t have the best relationship but the blood ties, that blood running through their veins was Lorik’s, and as much as I wanted to sweep the issue under the rug and be glad he was out of their lives, I was scared. Scared for them; but mostly, scared and terrified for Verzi.

didn’t even want to being to think what he was going through when he ended Lorik’s life. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)I didn’t want the details, should he want to share with us how he did it then we’d sit beside him and listen. But if it was something he wanted to

light on his feet, so light one could take that as excitement. But I knew that somewhere deep within him, he was sad. Sad that their father wasn’t the one they had hoped and longed for, sad that he died even before feeling they could feel the warmth of the fatherly love, sad that his brother

the way he got me even when I didn’t get myself, the way he always let himself be the vulnerable one while in fact, he was the strong glue that held us together, all of these made me love him even more. He was so strong, carrying all of our tears and troubles, without grumbling or even complaining for a single second, he was our anchor, our fortress, one place I knew we would find peace

it was okay to feel sad, I wanted him to know that it was really okay to feel weak. He couldn’t hold us forever, he needed to be

hair was so smooth and soft in my hands, and I gently massaged his

world. My heart broke when I got to see him fully; his eyes were blood red, his face very swollen. I didn’t have to ask but I knew very well that he had had a good episode of ugly crying. The little boy inside him was well out on display, making him so exposed, so innocent, so

us, it was deeper than that, we didn’t just meet him halfway through my bedroom, we went to get him, to get him from the evil world and brought him with us. And just when I thought everything was just too much, he went in by shredding every single piece of clothing from his body, baring himself before us. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)The silent plea in his actions was all loud and clear. I heard his heart calling out, asking us to take him as he was. He stood in his full glory in front of us, eyes snapped out for us to