Chapter 302 - 302: To The Strongest (1/2)

Chapter 302 - 302: To The Strongest

"I want you to kill me"

Van stared at Charlotte for a while, his expression co and deep sigh "Miss Charlotte, you need to rest"

Van then said as he stood up fro I told you made your mind a little stressed out, we should continue this conversation tomor--"

"My rabbed Van's wrist before he could walk away, "There's a reason e found each other first, Evans There's a reason why after a few thousand years, you came and instantly found me I think this is it, it's destiny"

"You're really not thinking straight," Van let out a s he could do was slightly budge Charlotte by a millimeter, "I told you, your son could have o, he just didn't do it for whatever reason I found you not because of destiny, but by coincidence Let's discuss this soo, but he still could not do so as Charlotte was not letting go of hio of o of o of o of ain pulled his hand away, and this ti for her to say anything, a trail of lightning eed from his eyes before he instantly disappeared fro a thunderous echo in his wake

Charlotte looked at her hand, before letting out a long and deep sigh and shaking her head In truth, she wouldn't be asking this of Van if she wasn't sure that she was losing it Due to her System, her body would always find a way to be at its healthiest state

Her looking younger was not so to retain her beauty-- it was her body trying to acco her body fro accumulated to her mentality, so that Charlotte would alake up in her priest she has been, the most controlled she has been in her life She could even hold a glass bottle to sleep and not break it But randdaughter tight without accidentally hurting them

Oh, how she wished that she could feel their embrace for the first time before herher away Just once, just once she wished to hug her family

In truth, when she first heard Van say that his son had known about her existence for a hundred years now The first thing she did feel was relief-- a relief that her son was alive But there was one thing she didn't show-- anger

She was so angry to the point that she ht have wreaked havoc in this place Charles had always been troubleso

They were a family, but Charlotte understood why Charles felt distant Her strength was a blessing, but at the sa she had become, she was just… a sad old lady with no one by her side who truly loves her

But a hundred years A hundred years and not even a single hello froe, but she chose not to do so

Instead, she chose to understand

Her son had always been eccentric, even aela Perhaps he got it froone, even when his fa fro Victoria in the ht, Charlotte was able to prevent her rage, instead replacing it with the sorrow of thinking about what her son was going through right now Her son not even showing hiood reason for it

He must have

He ht?

Tears once again started to for even as she tried to wipe thes that she omitted from the story she told Van

She just wanted her family back That was all she wanted, but she kneas too late Herat an exponential rate… Van's appearance brought her back fro into the abyss that was her ela was here, she would knohat to do

Charlotte's tears continued to trail on her face as she covered her face "I… I o"

Her quiet whispers echo through the air, along with the stuttered gasps that tried to escape from her breaths Theshe had left… but even that, soon, will be taken away from her

She could hold the world in chains if she wanted to, but as it so hard to hold onto herto relive the moment of her son's birth She wanted to hold him so badly, she wanted to place him on her bosom, she wanted him to know that she would protect him from the evils of the world

But even if she tried her hardest, the feeling of Charles within her arms was not a memory that existed in the first place Maybe, just ift of allowing her to hug her son before she coiveto physically embrace a memory that she never had, "Please… please…

I just want to hug my son"

A second

A er kne long she had been hugging the air She could hold this position for a thousand years et heavy

The heaviest thing that Charlotte had to carry… was the e

A second

A an to treave up