Bab 28: Redemption in a Mother's Love

It had been six hours since they left the bustling city behind, and now they are flying in private jet.

Kael, utterly drained and exhausted due to fighting is now sleeping.

He lay reclined in his seat, his head tilted slightly to the side.

Amelia sat across from him, her eyes lingering on his face. She crossed her legs, a glass of wine cradled in one hand.

Kael expression, so often hardened by determination, was now relaxed, giving him an almost innocent appearance.

"What a handsome guy," she murmured to herself.

"You'll break too many hearts in the future, Kael."

Yet, as she continued to study him, her smile faded.

"You've been through so much, haven't you?" she whispered.

Her chest tightened as the memories of kael sufferings rushed in her mind, painting a picture of a boy who had been dealt an unfair hand from the very start.

Kael's story was not one of a normal childhood, not even close.