CHAPTER CLXXV “ I’M NOT HER, FAKING “

Persephone’s P.O.V.

“You know Jeremy?” He asked as he walked towards us and maybe because of reflex the three girls had stood around me and he saw it as he stopped walking forward showing an apologetic smile.

"I do..." I mumbled, pausing and thinking if I should continue "Do you...know him"

"I know!" He suddenly shouted, startling me and the three "I know him!!!"

"How did you know him?" Milan asked, still on guard around me and he just smiled at us but his smile was filled with sadness, making me feel the sadness he had made me decide to hold Alexa’s hand that was in front of me and place it down when she looked at me confused I just smiled at her. I know what I was doing as I have this feeling that he was the one we were looking for.

“Of course, I know him…” He whisper as he looked at the ground “His my son after all”