Chapter 785

Yet Xaviar's gaze remained fixed on Willow and Aiden, his expression a strange mix of anguish and ecstasy. Willow, why did I have to meet you? If we were destined to cross paths, why couldn’t you have entered my life sooner? If I hadn’t grown up under the viper’s influence, if I’d had someone like you by my side, just as Aiden does—would I still have ended up on this path? He didn’t know. But in this world, nothing is more futile than “what if.” Still, there was solace in this: even as he faced death, Aiden and Willow would accompany him to the grave. The last thing Xaviar saw was Aiden, wounded by two of his bullets, finally succumbing to the raging current. Together, the couple was swept toward the waterfall, swallowed by the roaring waters. He was going to die— But so were Willow and Aiden. That was for the best. Yes… for the best. Fate had intertwined their lives from the moment the three of them met, and now it would end with them. Perhaps in another life, he could be a better man