Chapter 610

Alexander Cross felt a tightness in his chest just watching it all. Simon hadn’t had it easy these past years. That same dream haunted him, playing on repeat like a broken record. Back when he was just a kid, he used to wake up screaming and crying from it. They’d once considered having Simon hypnotized, to wipe the whole thing from his memory. But, surprise—Simon was just four years old back then, and he already had a mind of his own. "I hate you all! You're bad people! I'm not forgetting my little sister! You can't make me! I won’t allow it!" he’d screamed, tears all over his face. And the Cross family? They always respected their kids’ choices. Even if Simon was barely four, they didn’t force him. So when he insisted on remembering, accepting the pain, holding on to the nightmares—they let him. At first, Simon had a bunch of breakdowns. But over time, things got quiet. Maybe the guilt just got too heavy, and that’s what pushed him over the edge this time. But honestly, letting it al