Chapter 130



130 Letting Go

Selma Payne’s POV:

No matter what, my father wouldn’t allow Dorothy to risk going to the Rocky Mountains, much less me.

We could only leave in low spirits.

Dorothy’s eyes were getting worse and worse. Recently, she often had dry eyes and tears in the wind. Tracy had done a checkup and said that Dorothy’s eyes had already developed some lesion. Although the degree was still light, no one knew how bad the results would be if this continued.

Although the advanced party’s news brought us hope, it made us even more anxious.

Thus, when we were having dinner alone that night, I couldn’t help but mention her father to her.

Dorothy was not as resistant as the last time, but she did nothing out of the ordinary. She did not care at all, as if I had just mentioned a stranger.

“I won’t beg him, Selma,” she said. “It’s not just because I’m a stranger to him but also because I don’t think it’s necessary.”

“Why?” I asked in confusion.

Dorothy, however, did not answer my question and instead started discussing her ‘collection’ with me.

“You know my mother left many books and notes, right? It’s not all hers. My father left quite some too. I’ve been studying them since I was young, but I was too young to understand anything. I could only read those strange pictures over and over again.

“It is only now, under the guidance of the werewolf grandmasters, that I fully understood those obscure symbols and words. After reading more, I realized that my mother was also a werewolf grandmaster, but she didn’t make it public. She only quietly studied her hobbies and didn’t let others know. Maybe it was because of my grandmother.

“My mother left behind many books, but after so many years, I’ve read them many times.

“I’ve never seen a single record of the Eye of Insight.

“It’s not in my mother’s books, and it’s not in my father’s books either.

“Do you know what this means?”

I slowly shook my head.

Dorothy chuckled and took a sip of orange juice, then said, “This means that they don’t know or don’t care even if they know.

“If they know nothing about the Eye of Insight, my father doesn’t have this ability. Correspondingly, he doesn’t know how to control the Eye of Insight. Since that’s the case, I don’t think I need to disturb their peaceful lives. We haven’t seen each other for so long that we’ve become strangers. What else is there apart from awkwardness if we suddenly recognize each other?

“As for the second scenario, they don’t care.” Dorothy’s voice became dejected. “Then, there’s even less need to say it, right? Perhaps they didn’t expect me to inherit this one-in-a-million ability, or they didn’t care if my life would be shortened because of this. Since they don’t remember me, I don’t have to be sentimental.”

“Maybe they’re just .. Just…” I retorted anxiously.

The words were at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t say anything.

But what?

Dorothy had considered every possibility. No matter how I tried to explain it, she would not admit it. She might not know anything about her parents who had eloped, or her father might not care. No matter the situation, he was irresponsible to his daughter.

Dorothy understood this cruel reality.

“You’re a good girl, Selma. Even though you always appear to be in a rush and have an impatient personality, I know you’re a gentle and sensitive girl.” Dorothy laughed. “You’re sad for me, aren’t you? ”

I nodded uneasily.

“It’s not necessary at all.” She shook her head blandly. “It’s been nineteen years. If I still haven’t come to my senses, then it would not be Adele, who is locked up today, but me.

“Prophecy is a very fair ability. You can see through others, but you can’t see through yourself. This eliminates the possibility of you cheating in this world.

“And no one can change the fate of the past. Even those who read the Book of Destiny can’t cheat.

“If I could, I’d be able to see my blind-ending and then try my best to change it. But I didn’t see it, just like I didn’t see the ending when my parents were summoned to return.

“So, there’s no need to be bothered by this. It’s all destined. I believe the goddess will not abandon her believers, so there’s no need to worry about my future.”

There was a heartless sense of relief in her words. This cruelty was for herself and her past. She digested all her sorrow and anger alone and calmly put down the remnant pages of the past.

Because she knew she had no choice, letting go felt helpless, but it was also a kind of release.

At this moment, no one could help but feel sorry for this strong girl.

I then moved on from this topic and never mentioned it to Dorothy again.