Unveiling The Vampire's Omega (Bound By Blood, Freed By Love)

Chapter: 126

THIRD PERSON:

The luxury car glided through the bustling city, its gentle hum a stark contrast to the tempest of emotions swirling in the back seat. Liam sat in silence, his eyes trained on the fleeting scenery outside, while his thoughts wandered far beyond the steel and glass. Beside him, his twin sister Ella fidgeted with the hem of her dress, her gaze fixed on the passing buildings, seeking an escape from the weight of the moment. Her brother, Liam, occupied the space next to her, his attention focused on his hands, lost in contemplation.

"Do you think he'll be angry?" Ella's voice barely pierced the quiet, a whisper laced with apprehension. She bit her lip, a clear indicator of her unease.

Liam shifted, searching for the right words to offer comfort. "I don't know," he replied honestly, a frown etching itself on his face. The image of their grandfather's stern expression loomed large in his mind. "He's been looking forward to seeing us, especially since we missed the visitation."

"But Mom said she couldn't come," Ella pressed, her small hands clenching tightly in her lap. "What if he thinks we don't care? He always says that Mom doesn't care. What if he thinks we're the same?"

"He knows we care," Liam reassured her, though doubt lingered in his heart. The absence of their mother cast a heavy shadow over the car. "It's just... complicated." Despite their twin bond, he often found himself navigating the tumultuous feelings for both of them.

"Why does everything have to be complicated?" Ella's voice rose slightly, frustration creeping in. "Why couldn't she just come with us?"

Liam let out a sigh, the familiar mix of frustration and sadness swirling within him. He glanced at Ella, her face a portrait of confusion. "I suppose she has her own responsibilities. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love us-or Granddad."

"It doesn't feel that way," Ella muttered, disappointment thick in her tone. She leaned her head against the cool glass of the window, watching the world outside blur into a smudge of colors.

Liam felt a pang of sorrow in his chest; he missed their mother too, yet he wrestled with a strange loyalty to her choices. "I know," he replied softly, attempting to reassure her. "But we need to see Grandfather. Maybe it will be alright. We can make him smile."

"Or he'll just tell us to be quiet and act like grown-ups." Ella crossed her arms, her expression sulking.

"Maybe," Liam conceded, a small smile breaking through. "But he loves us. He just has his own way of showing it."

"Like Mom?" Ella asked, locking eyes with her twin, searching for understanding.

A tightness gripped Liam's chest, an unwelcome sensation he struggled to shake off. The thought that their mother might not care for them or love them enough felt unbearable. Since the accident that had changed their father's life, she had immersed herself in work and endless business trips, often leaving them to forget what it was like to have a mother. In contrast, their father had always made time for them, crafting a schedule for visits to Grandpa after Grandma passed away and he became confined to a wheelchair following his stroke. He had also planned countless trips, including sailing adventures on his beloved yacht. Despite his busy life, their father had always prioritized family.

Now, with their father awake but memory-less, those cherished moments felt distant. Yet, he still made time for them, like during the last birthday party, when he didn't hesitate to set aside work to be with them, even when it meant interrupting his office hours.