Chapter 117

Esmeralda's POV

I saw the corner of her lips curve upwards in a very satisfying and relaxed smile. It seems like the thought of her father being a monster and kidnapping people was too much for her, it must've been eating her away all these while and she only needed someone to tell her that her father wasn't a bad person. That he wasn't evil, that in fact he was one of the sweetest men that ever existed.

"I'm glad," she sighed in relief.

I smiled as well and ruffled her hair with my fingers. It gave me a sense of achievement that I could retain the naive love and trust she had for her father. I felt like even though my life was a shit show I was able to provide love and warmth for this little girl. 

I was happy.

And if I was going to die today at Frederick's hand, I was going to die a happy woman for being the reason