Chapter 60

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Gabriel POV

I was sitting in the hallway, gripping Aria’s hand in mine.

I was nervous. I was pissed off. I was scared.

I wanted this to be over as soon as fucking possible.

I looked to my right and saw my dad talking with Owen. I couldn’t hear them because they were talking quietly. I watched as Owen glanced at Aria and me. He looked back at my dad and nodded.

I looked at Aria. She was biting her lip and staring at the door to the interrogation room. I saw how nervous she was. I saw how tense she was.

“You don’t have to go in.” I said as I leaned toward her. “We can just go back home.”

She looked up at me and shook her head.

“I have to do this.” she said quietly.

I tightened my jaw and studied her face for a second. I was still hoping that she would change her mind.

I heard footsteps approaching us, so I turned around.

Dad and Owen walked toward us. Dad had a small smile on his face, but I saw him studying Aria carefully.

“Are you sure about this, Aria?” Owen asked as he kneeled in front of her. “You don’t have to do this.”

“I’m sure.” she said, giving him a small smile. “Thank you for making it happen, sheriff.”

“You are welcome, sweetie.” he said softly. “Your dad, your brother, and I will be there with you. If you want to leave the room, just say it and we will get you out of there immediately.”

“Okay.” Aria said quietly.

Owen smiled at her and stood up.

“Are you ready?” he asked her softly.

Aria looked up at him and nodded.

Owen glanced at dad and walked to the door.

“Come on, baby.” dad said, reaching out for Aria.

We both stood up and walked to dad. He took her other hand in hers, and we looked at Owen.

He opened the door, and I saw the two people I despised.

Owen let us in first.

Their eyes were fixed on Aria. Both of them had a small smirk on their faces.

We sat down opposite them, keeping Aria in the middle. I glared at them both. I would fucking burn them alive if they did anything to her.

Owen closed the door and came to stand behind us.

“Hello, Aria.” Mark said with a smirk. “It’s nice to see you.”

“You are beautiful.” I heard that bitch Rose say.

I furrowed my eyebrows, and looked at her. I was confused as fuck. She wasn’t looking at Aria. She was looking at me.

“You were supposed to be my little boy.” she said, staring at me as tears formed in her eyes. “You are beautiful.”

“I’m not yours.” I said coldly. “I was never even supposed to be yours. You are sick and twisted.”

Rose’s eyes widened. “I wanted you. We wanted you. We would have loved you. We would have been the best parents.”

Anger exploded inside of me.

“Would you have hit me like you hit my sister?” I asked her, clenching my fists.

Rose gasped, placing her hand on her chest. The bitch actually looked offended.

“We would have never!” she exclaimed. “We would love you so much, my little boy.”

I saw fucking red.

“Enough.” Owen’s stern voice interrupted our conversation. “Stop talking to him, Rose.”

Rose looked at Owen angrily.

“He was supposed to be my son!” she yelled. “I will talk to him if I want to!”

“He was never supposed to be yours.” my dad said, his voice laced with anger. “My daughter was never supposed to be yours. You two took her from us. You killed my wife. You separated my family. Aria and Gabriel are my children. Neither he nor she were ever supposed to be yours.”

Rose’s angry glare fixed on my dad.

I looked at Mark. He was still staring at my sister with the same stupid smirk on his face.

“You aren’t...” Rose shouted, but Mark interrupted her.

“Enough, Rose.” Mark said. “That boy unfortunately isn’t ours. But that girl is. And she is here to talk to us. Calm down and listen to our daughter.”

Mark never moved his eyes away from Aria.

I looked at my sister and saw that she was shaking. He was playing mind games with her.

I would fucking kill him.

“You are mine.” I whispered to her as I leaned closer. “Don’t listen to him. He is not your dad.”

“Talk, Aria.” Mark said sternly.

Aria took a deep breath and gripped my hand tighter. I placed my hand around her shoulders, pulling her closer to me.

Mark glanced at me briefly and his smirk grew bigger.

“Why didn’t you give me away if you never wanted me?” Aria asked quietly.

“We should have gotten rid of you.” Rose spat out. “We should have killed you the moment we realized that you weren’t our son.”

Aria flinched, and I tightened my arm around her.

“Rose.” Owen said warningly.

I didn’t even have to look at my dad to know how pissed off he was. I could feel the anger radiating off of him. I was as angry as him, if not more.

But we didn’t react. Owen warned us beforehand. He told us that they would try to provoke us. He told us not to give them what they want. He told us to stay calm.

It was hard to do it, though. Hearing that bitch say that she should have killed my sister…

I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the urge to kill Rose.

“Rose did want to get rid of you, Aria.” Mark chuckled darkly. “I stopped her. Do you want to know why?”

I glanced at my sister.

She was staring at Mark. I wasn’t sure if she was breathing.

“From the moment I saw you, I knew that you would be very pretty one day.” Mark said as his smirk grew bigger. “I knew that one day you would become the perfect little slut for me to play with.”

Dad and I jumped up.

“Henry, Gabriel!” Owen shouted immediately.

He grabbed both of our arms and held us back.

I was fucking furious. I wanted to kill. I needed to kill.

Mark had a huge smirk on his face. He kept looking from my dad to me.

“I will never be yours.” Aria said, making me look at her.

She stood up as well. She was looking at Mark and Rose.

“I was never your daughter.” she continued softly. “I would never be your toy. My dad and my brother saved me. You don’t own me anymore.”

She stopped to take a deep breath.

“I came here to see you and tell you that I forgive you.” she continued softly. “I won’t waste my life wondering why you did what you did. I won’t waste my life resenting you. I’m done with you, and I forgive you.”

Aria stopped talking and turned around to look at Owen.

“I would like to leave now, please.” she said softly.

I couldn’t move a muscle. I could only stare at her.

I was so fucking proud of her.

Owen nodded and let dad and me go.

I wrapped my arms around her immediately.

“You are not done with me!” Mark started screaming.

He tried to get up, but he was chained to the table.

“You will never be done with me!” he continued. “I own you, Aria. You are mine. My fucking daughter, my fucking property!”

I had to get out of there.

I would kill him.

I grabbed Aria’s hand and pulled her toward the door.

“I will get out of here, and I will find you, little bitch!” Mark continued screaming and trashing in his chair. “I will find you, and I will tear you the fuck apart!”

My dad slammed the door shut as soon as we left the room. He grabbed Aria and picked her up.

“I am so fucking proud of you, Aria.” dad mumbled as he kissed the top of her head. “So fucking proud.”

“Thank you, dad.” she said as she leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him.

“Let’s go home.” I said.

I needed to get out of here before I walked back inside that room and killed the fucker.

“I need to talk to Owen, bud.” dad said as he put Aria back down. “Wait for me in the car, okay?”

I nodded and pulled Aria back to me. I placed a kiss on the top of her head and took her hand in mine.

I wanted to leave right the fuck now.

I was so fucking done with this place.

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