Jayson’s POV.
Bohen’s Pack House
“Oh! I… I’m sorry!!” Emilia stuttered as she bumped into me. She quickly adjusted backwards as she avoided making eye contact with me.
“How long will you keep avoiding me?” I shrugged as she walked past me. “I know you hate me for leaving but what then would you have had me done? Stay back?” I mumbled as he turned to look at her.
“I know you hate me so much but at least, say something to me. Don’t just continue hiding from me. I came back here to New Kingston to make amends for everything, Emilia.” I whimpered as I tried to hold her right arm.
She quickly pulled her right hand off as she raised her head up.
“It doesn’t change anything, Jayson.” She replied coldly as she looked at him. “Will your returning back to New Kingston bring back our dead son? He is dead already and I guess you are happy now, aren’t you?” She chuckled softly as she looked at me.
I maintained my calmness as the last thing I wanted now was an angry Emilia. “I came back here to avenge his death and it’s totally fine if you don’t want to see me here anymore.” I muttered as I looked at her.
It was impossible for me to say what she truly felt for me right now. With Lan in the picture, I knew she couldn’t love me like she once did.
“If you were here, maybe you could have protected him better.” She cursed as she gave me a dirty glare like she wanted to strangle me to death.
“And every single day, Jayson, I hate you for that!!”
This time around, she said as tears rolled down her cheeks. She wiped off her tears immediately as she looked away. “You don’t have to do anything, Jayson. It’s already late to act like you actually care about him. He is six feet below the ground and every day, I live with the fact that he never knew who his biological parents were.” She sighed as she turned to leave.
“I still love you, Emilia. I have always loved you and at least, I thought we could share a moment together and if you still want me gone, I promise I will leave New Kingston and never return again.” I mumbled as tears gathered in my eyes as I looked at her.
She remained quiet as she looked at me.
“Come on, Emilia. At least, say something to me.” I pleaded and before I could even say another word, she slapped me as tears rolled down her cheeks again as she looked at me.
Looking at her right now, all I could see was her hatred towards me and it seemed to grow every single minute she set her eyes on me.
I tilted my lips as I raised my head embarrassingly as I looked at her. “Go on, go ahead, slap me, scold me and resent me forever, Emilia. I know years back, I would have changed our son’s fate if I had stayed back. I know we would have been together if I had stayed back but then, how could I? I know I was selfish and I have always been but at least, don’t go on loathing me forever.” I cursed as I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore as it rolled down my cheeks.
“Do you think you can just return to New Kingston and everything will go back to normal? To how it has always been before, huh?” She fired at me angrily.
I remained silent as I knew I was out of words now. I knew there was absolutely nothing I would say that could calm her down and I just couldn’t help but feel stupid right now.
“Maybe… maybe she’s right. Liam wouldn’t in any way have what it feels like being loved by his father, but then, at least he lived all his life thinking Alphonso was his biological father and Grace, his biological mother.” I said to myself as I kept staring at her.
“You know, I wished you showed up during his funeral but you didn’t.” She said as she chuckled softly, trying so hard to hide her pains behind that laughter.
“You looked beautiful that night.” I responded with a smile. “I couldn’t get noticed but then, I was there. Your black beret and black dress was beautiful and I watched you cry in the arms of Lan Eriksson.” I muttered, placing so much emphasis on Lan Eriksson.
“Can you not start now, Jayson?” She cursed as she rolled her eyes.
“I know you will always choose him over me but if this will be my last chance to tell you this, I will happily do that, Emilia.” I muttered as I walked close enough to the point where I could feel her hot breath on my face.
“I have always loved you, Emilia and even up till now, I still do and tomorrow, I will still spend my entire life loving you!!” I said as I looked at her.
I could feel her heartbeat become steady as I confessed my unending love for her.
“Oh! Come on, Jayson.” She scoffed. “Can’t you see? Why can’t you accept the simple truth that it’s now useless?” She sneered as she looked at me. “I am now an Eriksson and I also have a beautiful child.” She said as she raised her eyebrows as she looked down the stairs.
“Yeah, Owen Eriksson.” I scowled as I clenched the wooden frame of the stairs.
“All we had was just some teenage infatuation and we were just young then. We thought we had life figured out and…”
“And what?” I quickly interrupted her as I couldn’t go on hearing her talk.
She exhaled softly as she looked at me, tilting her lips as she looked away for a while before looking at me again.
I remained there as I couldn’t figure out why she grew to resent me this much.