✨I moved on what about you✨

A sad past proves a strong future

Mrs. Tsukishima (Adeline's) POV:

(WARNING: I will be mentioning rape and abuse in this chapter.)

I hold my breath as Shoyo continues with his story. His father's death wasn't an accident?! How did my husband not know this? He said he was Hikaru's best friend, and even went after the driver who killed Hikaru!

"As I was saying, my dad, was not killed in a car crash when I was 7. The accused "drunk driver" was hired, by a corporation that was trying to kill off the remaining members of the French royal bloodline. He was driving home and the driver who killed him wasn't drunk until after the "accidental crash."

I grit my teeth. How could people do that?! It's utterly despicable. Adele is fuming beside me after hearing her friend's murder, but we stay silent knowing that there's more to come.

"Before my dad was murdered, my family and I weren't as sheltered with spending our money and our status. Of course we didn't openly flaunt and make it clear that we were extremely rich but we weren't careful and the corporation found out. After he died, my mom decided to put all of our money into exclusively private accounts and seal them away until my sister and I were at the age of 18. From what I know, both my sister and I have at least 80 billion each, saved in our bank accounts and my mom probably has more. We moved into a smaller house that is still large but not large enough to draw much attention. After hearing of my dad's passing my Uncle and Aunt were enraged. They sent professional assassins to get rid of the corporation and undermine it from the inside. Thankfully the corporation was destroyed but all evidence of it's existence was erased so if I were to bring it up to the Japanese police force, I wouldn't have any evidence to support my claim. After that my mom decided that we would be safer if we moved in with my Uncle. We lived in France till I was 10 and Natsu was 4. During that time a few members from the corporation that managed to survive kidnapped me while I was on my way to my private elementary school. Um- " I can see that he's having a hard time explaining and I have a feeling of what he's going to say but I pray to the gods that I'm wrong. "I was uh detained there for um- about 7 months. .....T-they. Sorry. Um- they would uh, rape me... everyday and um thankfully I still haven't gotten m-my first heat y-yet so that was g-good because then at least I wouldn't get p-...... um p-pregnant."

My blood boils and I can feel myself start to slowly tip of the edge of my sanity. I can see that Adele looks like she's about to go feral. I myself am seething and clenching my hands to the point that they bleed. This poor child has gone through so much yet he still smiles. He was too young to go through that. Too young to experience things most omegas don't experience until they're young adults. 7 months? 7 months of being raped countless times and no one coming to save him?! I slam my fists against the table and Shoyo flinches. I don't care if I draw attention I won't hesitate to rip anyone's throat out if they so much as glance in our direction.

I see tears start to form at the corners of the omegas eyes and that brings me back to my senses. I can't get upset right now, I have to comfort this poor, small, defenseless omega first. I quickly get up and kneel in front of him. "Shoyo dear, I am so so sorry. Words cannot express my sadness. You are so strong and so brave." "Please don't pity or think of me differently. I hate the look of pity. It's been such a long time now and I don't get the nightmares anymore but people still look at me as if I'm disgusting or pathetic." My heart tightens as he sobs into my shoulder. "Of course darling. I could never think that you are pathetic nor disgusting. You are so strong. Oh mein armes Kind. Es tut mir so leid, dass du das durchmachen musstest." (Oh my poor child. I'm so sorry you had to go through this.) It breaks my heart to see him smile sadly. "Please I beg you don't tell Kei...I don't want him to know just yet." He keeps a straight face but his breathing is slightly labored and I gently draw circles on his back as he leans into my shoulder. "Of course dear. You can tell him whenever you are okay with it."