Alaric’s POV
After ending my call with Eamon, I walked out of the office and towards the living room. Cara and the kids must have finished playing their game because the room was much quieter now. Looking into the room, I didn’t see Cara or Mia. Only Ethan was there, sitting on the couch. He had a book on his lap but he wasn’t reading it.
Ethan’s behavior towards me does make me sad, but in a way, his personality reminds me of my own when I was a child.
I too was independent. I excelled in sports and academics. My parents even called me their golden child.
Yet, for all my successes, I felt so terribly lonely. In many ways, I had isolated myself, not truly relating to other children my age. It had taken me a long time to open up to others, to realize that they weren’t all out for money
