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She knew back then…and still loved me.
She’d seen my true colors and was willing to maintain a crush on an assassin like me. Surely this memory may have faded as the years had gone by but that didn’t eliminate the truth that she knew how tainted I was.
It never stopped her from accepting and loving me.
My eyes focused on the remaining moments of the memory as little Willow’s knees buckled, but Roberto had her in his grasp before he lifted her up entirely to rest against him. He had to have used an added spell to encourage her into a deep sleep.
When he turned around to face my past self, I knew exactly why he didn’t want Willow to see what he had planned next.
His eyes were so red and murderous that I knew from this moment on many would fall at his next line of orders.
"Take pictures of this place. Every corner. Every room. Every dead fucking body,” he growled. “When you’re done, burn it to the ground until the only evidence of some sort of structure is ash.”
“Yes, sir,” past me answered diligently.
“Then come to my office.”
I didn’t answer immediately which caught Roberto’s attention as he began to smile and arch an eyebrow questioningly at me.
“Speak freely.”
Past me didn’t hesitate to ask the prime question.
“Are you going to erase my memories again?”
Again…
Roberto smiled then, a sinister one that would make anyone’s skin crawl in utter fear, but I stood my ground.
“All I want to know is whether my memory wipes are for Willow’s greater good.”
“If they aren’t?” Roberto questioned.
"Then I won’t come to your office.” The boldness in my voice was the man I’d clearly forgotten at some point in our recent confrontations.
Ever since Willow met the Forbidden Pack, I began to lose who I’d become all because I felt inferior in comparison to the others. Weak, useless, emotionally unavailable compared to the younger men who swept in and were able to grasp a bit of Willow’s heart.
The foolish mistake I made was thinking Willow wouldn’t spare a place in her heart for me.
Even if it was a tiny dot.
“I can see why she likes you,” Roberto muttered and took the few steps that landed him before the past me. “Every breath I take, every bullet that takes another soul out of this fucked up life, every strike, insult, and move I make, is for the greater good of my only child.”
He took one step further, making sure he was right in past me’s personal space, and I caught on to the single tear that dared to escape his eye socket.
“If the world has to paint me into a villain so my child reaches the age of awakening, so be it. At the end of the day, I’d rather die an outcast than let my daughter be one her entire existence.”
Not a single lie was told, and I understood now.
Everything was coming together, and it was becoming crystal clear who our true enemy was.
Even if none of us wanted to accept the truth that was in our faces.
“I’ll get the job done, sir,” past me declared and proceeded to move around him before stopping at the entryway. “I’ll be at your office shortly after.”
Those words triggered the fading of the memory until I stood in a white room once more with Willow in my arms. She wasn’t glowing anymore, her magic dimming with every passing second.
I didn’t know where we’d ended up, but when I looked forward, a familiar set of loving eyes met mine.
