Chapter 392

Wizard’s POV

“I believed that I could finally prove my worth. So, one day, I made the decision to return.” I told her gradually.

Rose leaned in slightly, her gaze never leaving mine, as if she could feel the importance of the moment I was about to recount.

“It was a long journey,” I continued, “but I was ready. When I reached the village, I remember the looks on their faces. Shock. Fear. Hatred. It was as if nothing had changed, as if the years of absence hadn’t softened their hearts.” I said this time giving a sarcastic smile because I remembered the looks on the villagers face.

I paused, feeling the memory as if it were fresh. Rose remained silent, waiting for me to continue, and I knew she was eager to hear the rest of my story.

“My parents,” I said, my voice softening, “they didn’t welcome me back. In fact, they refused to even look at me. My siblings had grown older, had their own lives, but none of them acknowledged me. I was stil