In the mistaken belief that Elena was Harlan’s daughter, I regrettably lashed out at Debra, using hurtful words and launching unfounded attacks against her out of my own insecurities and to bolster my wounded self-esteem.
My actions and hurtful words were more than enough to shatter Debra’s heart, inflicting deep emotional pain upon her.
I realize now that I was behaving in a way that could be described as being a jerk.
Moved by Elena’s tears, I reached out my hand to gently wipe them away.
However, Debra, understanding the need for comfort and reassurance, embraced Elena tightly and lovingly patted her back, soothing her distress. “Elena, there’s no need to be angry. I’m okay.”
Elena’s sobs echoed in the room as she tearfully posed a heart-wrenching question, her voice filled with confusion and Longing.
“Daddy, why didn’t you want Mommy and me before? Don’t you like us?”
My heart constricted painfully, making it feel as if the air had been sucked out of the room.
The realization hit me like a wave crashing over me-I had been completely unaware that Debra had been forced to Leave while carrying a baby in her womb. At that moment, it dawned on me that it was under my watchful eye that Debra had been pursued and chased by Leonel from the
Silver Ridge Pack. ©𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
If I had only taken action and offered my assistance instead of passively standing by, perhaps the tragic outcome could have been avoided.
I couldn’t help but feel a deep remorse for my past actions and the choices I had made.
As tears welled up in Debra’s eyes, it was evident that my words had resurfaced painful memories of a time filled with sadness and anguish.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice heavy with remorse.
I longed to offer comfort and reached out to hold Debra’s hand, but she instinctively dodged my attempt.
Caleb’s POV:
“Here you go! Enjoy!”
The shop assistant served us the ice cream.
Elena’s attention was temporarily diverted. Her eyes Lit up the second she saw the vanilla ice cream cone being handed to her.
Like any ordinary child, she Loved ice cream and Lapped it up happily.
There was a spot of vanilla ice cream on her nose. Without thinking too much, I reached out to wipe her nose.
For some reason, I was reminded of my son, Dylan. ©
Dylan was a sickly child and was often confined in the hospital. But because I was busy with running the pack, I seldom spent time with him.
Elena, on the other hand, was totally different from Dylan. She was full of energy and spirit like the sun, melting even the coldest of hearts.
Looking at the warm scene in front of us, Damien grew extremely excited. He yelled, “Caleb, you have to take both Debra and Elena back to the pack!”
