Chapter 196 - Only Up To Her

Most things in the world aren't black, aren't white, aren't wrong or aren't right. The wrong thing could be right in its own way and the right could be wrong if spun around. 

The other meaning of what Callum said could be inferred in a way that Santiago was neither an evil nor a good character, he was just a grey character trying to be the Villain and was succeeding to a certain extent. 

"What if he was a hero?" Callum then asked her. Before Persephone could open her mouth to answer, he continued, "If he was a hero, all his deeds which are called sins would be justified just because is a hero. A hero's deeds are never called sins. Doesn't matter if he killed thousands to avenge one life. He is still the hero. Why? Because we gave him the name of a hero." His soft gaze fell on her pale face as he added," Santiago called himself Villain because he believed he didn't deserve redemption or he was beyond redemption." 

"Isn't he Villain, Callum?" Persephone finally questioned him. She, until this day, didn't understand why he called himself the Villain. Was it because he was the one? Of was it because it was the name he had given to himself. 

"He is not good. Nor he is evil. He is not a hero. And he is not a Villain either. He is just… " Callum gulped as he failed to form the word. She was intently looking at his face waiting for the answer. 

"He is what?" She whispered. 

"He is just… Santiago," Callum finally found the single word to describe Santiago. "He is just Santiago. Not a hero. Not a Villain. Neither the proponent of good nor evil." 

"Did he ever hurt you, Persephone?" He further asked her. 

Callum knew the complication Santiago's heart faced with Persephone. This girl wore her heart on her sleeve even though she had her guards up. She loved and cared fiercely. And so did the hate. 

But Santiago wasn't like her. He had trouble expressing emotions. He could neither hate nor love openly as her. He had lived this life for just one goal-- to destroy Lorenzo as he did. 

If Alessandro Marino had not hidden Lorenzo had assisted him in all his black deeds, Santiago would have never touched him. Not that he didn't dare but because he had no business starting fights wherever he goes. His whole life was flipped in a single day by Lorenzo and he needed somebody to blame to silence the ghosts in his head and he did blame. He blamed the root cause of the sudden change in his life. Lorenzo. The man who deprived him of love, family, respect, home and the things a man needed to live. 

It was a coincidence that Persephone Marino stumbled upon his path. It was a beautiful coincidence if one would ask Callum. She was needed in Santiago's life to calm his thirst for revenge. But to quench his thirst, someone had to pay a price and unfortunately, the price was paid by Persephone. 

When everyone was talking about the price Persephone paid, no one was recognizing the gift she had received from God. 

She found the boy who she had loved with every fibre of her being. She found her Santiago. Her faith. Her freedom. Her lover. Her best friend. 

If the price was big then so was the result. 

Life is all about to give or take. 

She could either cry for all she lost or she could smile at what she found. 

It was all up to her. 

It was all up to the choices she would make. 

It was all up to what she wanted. 

… 

"He broke my heart," Persephone whispered, staring at the pale moon in the sky. 

Her hate for Santiago was paling at this instant. Not because of what Callum had said but because of this indescribable wave emerging inside her heart. 

"And you hate him for this?" Callum inquired. 

"Yeah." 

She hated him for many things and if one ask what they were, she might not be able to tell them. That's how complicated her life was. 

"I know what he has done to you," Callum began saying. He sadly smiled as he added, "I still remembered how I was telling him how wrong stealing a bride would be."

It was only Callum who was saying from the beginning that Persephone shouldn't be involved as she was an innocent party in the whole chaos. 

"He said she would thank him for saving her from marrying a douche like Nicolas Scuderi," Callum shook his head and laughed at Santiago's stupidity. But who knew that stupidity was the best thing he had ever done. 

"He claimed to hate you because you were Alessandro Marino's daughter. I was worried that he would hurt you. I know my brother that he will force himself on you," Callum added. "Yes, sometimes his mind works differently. But still, he wasn't capable enough of hurting you especially when you remind him of his sweet childhood."

The reason why they think Santiago found himself helpless and vulnerable before she was because she reminded him of Persephone of his past. 

It could be true. It could be false. But it was right that Santiago fell for Red, not for Persephone of his past. 

Red was the wild, scheming, indecisive, calculative and desperate woman he had stolen and protected. 

And Persephone was the angel, his ray of light and the only happy part of his dark days. 

And I was worrying in vain because three days later you were fucking like bunnies all love the island," Callum chuckled, remembering Nash's rage.

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