~Celine~
All dressed in black, we stood in front of the coffin which my father was in. Ashley, Charles, the guards, and other friends we never thought he had, and I.
We listened to the Priest as he prayed and did the necessary things. I had a straight, cold look, just like everyone else.
At some point in my life, I thought I was going to bawl out my eyes at my father’s funeral, but I was wrong. I had never felt this kind of relief before.
He made my life a living hell, why would a teardrop?
After Charles told me he killed our father, I wasn’t sure how to react. I mean, even though he was evil and a monster, he loved me and my son in the way he knew how to.
But when he told me he ripped Danny’s heart out of his chest, damn… he f**king deserved it, and I was so glad that Charles had the honor of ending him.