Chapter 156 The Dad and The Twins

I didn’t expect him to take me to an amusement park. I thought he’d pick a resort or a fancy restaurant. Not that I was complaining—it was just unlike him. And I was right. He wasn’t fond of rides. "That was so tiring," Ash admitted, collapsing onto a bench. We had just ridden the Viking, and he couldn’t hide his fear. His sweat-drenched forehead gave him away. I find it funny on how he could kill enemies, yet simple rides scare him like this. "Let’s just cuddle here for now,” Ash told me. "Sure," I replied, seeing through his excuse. I thought we’d simply rest, but to my surprise, he started opening up about his past. Ash told me everything, from Azrael’s existence to his madness. My suspicions were correct—Azrael was insane. I wanted to scold Ash but couldn’t blame him. When someone feels alone, even a hint of affection can be hard to let go of. It reminded me of my mother’s feelings for Randall. Love, when excessive, could also be harmful. In return, I shared my story about what Azr