Chapter 455. A Mother’s Letter (2)

ASHER

“Oh god, oh god…” I sobbed, my entire body trembling as I buried my face in Lee’s shoulder. I clung to her, my fingers digging into the fabric of her shirt, trying—failing—to ground myself against the unbearable pain crashing over me.

Mom and Dad… they were the only good parents I ever had.

In both of my past lives—the ones I could remember—my parents had been awful. They never treated me like their son. Never looked at me with love. Never made me feel like I mattered.

But Mommy Maria and Daddy Harvey?

They did.

They treated me like I was their greatest treasure, like I was the most precious thing in their world. They made me feel what it was like to be truly loved by parents. They were the first to ever make me feel that way, even after two lifetimes of being neglected.

And because of me—because of what I did in my past life—that love was taken from them in the cruelest way possible.

If I had known… I—I would’ve left. I w