Mariana:
When I saw Yorick I was in shock.
The same disbelief I felt seeing him echoed in his tone. But perhaps for him, being here was not such a surprise. He was a Crusader after all.
Seeing me here seemed to have unsettled him. His voice had lost its steadiness.
"Yorick." I do not know what came over me at that moment, but the second I said his name, excitement rushed through me.
It felt as if I had just seen someone from my own family. Even though I had never truly spoken to Yorick, I knew him in passing.
I had always known, and admitted to myself, that he was strikingly handsome. Perhaps more than anyone I had ever seen. But we had never shared a real conversation.
So seeing him here, standing so close, did not feel like facing a stranger. I was looking at the one face in this place that felt more trustworthy than any other.
"I can’t believe a father would do that to his own daughters," Yorick commented, agreeing with what I had told him.
We were sitting together under the fence, next to the little clearing, on the log Haiden had previously set out for a pregnant woman. Actually, Yorick told me about this place.
He said it was in their first or second mission that Haiden had prepared this place for one of the pregnant Crusaders. The stories he told me were heartbreaking.
"Well, some parents are just evil," I commented.
As soon as I spoke, I noticed his head snap up and turn toward his parents in the distance. They were inside the fence as well, sitting together and talking in whispers on the opposite side from us.
I lifted my head and stared at them before looking back at him.
"I understand that you ended up making mistakes, but you need to understand," I paused, shifting on the log to turn toward him. "That your parents played a huge part in causing you to commit crimes that you did not want to."
I noticed his hands clutch together and twitch. Yorick was displaying a lot of anxiety.
"It does not change the fact that I should have helped Clementine out sooner," Yorick spoke between heavy breaths. "She lost her baby, Mariana. She lost her child because of me," Yorick added.
His eyes moved toward his parents, and his jaw clenched.
"How could you have taken her out when your parents were actively taking control of matters? I know you’re guilty because of what happened to Oriana and what you were about to do to Leysa, but do not forget your parents were feeding you sedatives to numb your mind to make decisions," I said.
I paused and let out a deep breath.
"That is the scary thing about living with people like them. They know how to control and twist your reality," I commented, remembering my own father.
He did not even have sedatives or medicines, yet he was able to control me and Fauna to the point that he turned us into bitter villains.
"I just hope Clementine got the help that she needed, and I hope she’ll be able to forgive me," he continued before rubbing his face in his hands.
"Well, in short, I’m a very bad person," he commented, his shoulders broadening as he turned toward me.
He was trying to sound playful, but I knew he was hurting deep down.
"Well, if that makes you a bad person, I’m a bad person too," I replied, giving him a shrug.
"I have been a very bitter person. I used to be so full of myself," I continued.
I paused, lowering my head and fixing my eyes on the lonely flower on the ground.
"When Clementine spoke out about Messi trying to abduct her, I retaliated. I took his side," I admitted.
I grunted and stretched my neck up to look at the sky, exhausted.
"I was so naive and stupid," I finished with a sigh.
"Oh, by the way, Haiden accepted my sister."
I straightened my neck and then turned to look at Yorick’s reaction.
He had a visible frown on his forehead. Confusion was written all over his face.
"That’s weird. I mean, I kind of knew he liked her because of the way he would always bring her up in one way or another just to belittle her," Yorick paused, then let out a small snort.
"Actually, I noticed that. Haiden bullies the person he likes. I guess it is his attempt to control his emotions," Yorick added.
He paused while looking at me.
"Wrong, but that is how he works," he finished.
I started to nod and laugh, but my smile faded entirely.
"What is it?" Yorick asked.
His voice was soothing. I could listen to him all day.


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