Fraya
“Stop it.” I tell Donahue.
“Stop what?” He asks, looking at me confused.
“Stop letting the guilt in. I am happy for every single thing that happened. I don’t blame you for the time I have missed with my son and neither does she. Everything happened for a reason, bringing us to this moment. I was supposed to find you and we were supposed to save these people from your father’s clutches and I was meant to save this world from dying. How it would’ve happened if you didn’t tell your father or didn’t try to come for me, no one will ever know, but make no mistake Donahue, we would’ve ended up right where we are and I would’ve still loved you. Yes I might not have missed time with my son, but dammit Donahue, it could’ve been worse. They could’ve been out right killed or I could’ve been c
