The Heir's Naughty Twins
105. Melia Confession

Hestia managed to escape, but it was too late when Darius came slapping her stepmother's face.

"What crazy thing are you trying to do?!" Darius beat him with rage.

But instead of feeling helpless, Hestia was shaken. Something inside him rebelled violently. Very loud and bubbling.

Before he could realize anything, Hestia had already pushed Darius away.

"STOP MAKING ME MENTALLY ILL!" Now Hestia's sanity is gone. "I DON'T NEED DEFENSE! I CAN DO IT MYSELF! WHAT DO YOU UNDERSTAND, HUH?! BEATING PEOPLE?!"

Hestia pulled Tamara's hand, handing the cutter to her hand.

It was too soon to be prevented, including by Eros, when Hestia stabbed her own hand with a cutter in Tamara's hand.

"Do it, Ma." Hestia clutched her stepmother's hand. "Express your anger."

"Haestia!"

"SILENCE!" Hestia shouted very loudly. Echoes of his voice rang out on the walls of even Eros' heart. But the woman was unconscious, pushing Tamara's hand back to stab her own. "Let's do. Let's do. Satisfy yourself, Mama."

"HESTIA, STOP!"

"I CAN'T!" Hestia brushed off Darius' hand from him. "I CAN'T! I CAN'T!"

"Haestia!"

"YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT, HUH?! UNDERSTAND WHAT OUR WOUNDS ARE?! ALL YOU GUYS THINK IS THIS IS RIGHT THIS IS THE BEST! HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT OUR FEELINGS?! NAY! WH WHY? BECAUSE YOU FEEL IT'S USELESS, IT DOESN'T GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE!"

Hestia hugged Tamara's frozen body. It was precisely crying sobbed by feelings of pity on his stepmother.

"DON'T BLAME MAMA! NEVER DARE TO BE! WHAT ARE YOU DEFENDING HERE, HUH?! DEFEND ME?! BECAUSE I'M HURT?!"

Hestia cried loudly as Melia knelt hugging her mother as well.

"I DON'T NEED YOU! LEAVE US! GET AWAY FROM US! JUST GO AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! NO NEED TO TRY TO UNDERSTAND! NO ONE NEEDS IT!!"

Hestia's roaring screams sounded. Fishing for Tamara's cries broke with her.

Even if Tamara pierced her heart, Hestia would never blame Tamara.

Eros and Darius will never understand what it's like to love someone more than yourself. They just keep thinking about having to be this way and should be.

For them the most important thing is to meet the target, to meet the goal.

Darius' goal is to have the perfect child, Eros' goal is to get the woman he wants.

The devil cares about feelings. The devil cares about the wounds in their hearts. That's why Hestia hates men.

For them all this is just a weathered memory. Something that's being talked about because women do like to complicate things.

...*...

"Can I be honest now?"

Eros turned to the voice of his sister Hestia who spoke to Darius.

They are now in the hospital. Bring Hestia and Tamara who are both unconscious. Since Melia wasn't involved in the quarrel, she was fine.

Physically.

"Stop putting on a sorry face" he said, to Darius. "Stop being disgusting, Pa. I don't need that."

"Melia—"

"Don't talk to me. Don't." Don't." The boy's index finger even pointed at Darius' face that he might never have fought. "I'll file a lawsuit if I hear one word from Papa's mouth. I'll beat myself as badly as I can until the court imposes a decades-long prison sentence. Understood?"

Eros just kept quiet looking at them.

"I just wanted to say," Melia closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a deep breath, "i hated you so much that all my years of sleep were filled with nightmares."

Darius' face was filled with emptiness.

"I hate you so much, Pa, that I throw up a lot just because I think of Papa. I even used to think 'ah, how exactly should I kill that old bastard'. But I never did because I'd probably miss Papa's slap so much."

Eros only advanced when Melia seemed to start getting insane, willing to beat up Darius in the hospital.

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