Chapter 221. Lost Love

~3RD PERSON’S POV~

“So... what exactly happened?” Geoffrey asked. He and Robbert sat on a bench along a street in Mystic Meadow early in the morning. The street was very busy at this time of the day as coaches and passersby moved around quickly, heading to their place of work. The sounds of murmuring, and the repeated click-clacking of high-heels on the ground filled the air.

“My father and I got into a fight, and I beat him,” Robbert replied. He stared at the ground unendingly; his voice sounded a little disturbed, and he looked very unrelaxed.“What was the fight about?” Geoffrey asked, sounding very concerned. His friend looked very down and unwell.

“It was about...” He hesitated. He couldn't continue that sentence because he knew that telling Geoffrey about Edith being responsible for the deaths that had been happening recently would ruin his friendship with him permanently—that was the last thing he wanted.

He turned to Geoffrey slowly and said, “It was a