Jason's pov

I was filled with mixed emotions as my grandfather finished telling his story. Not only was I speechless, I was conflicted emotionally.

I didn't know what or how I was supposed to feel about his story. It was a sad one. One that got progressively worse as he continued.

Before I had come here, I had concluded on my hatred for him. He'd hurt me and Violet so bad that it couldn't possibly be forgiven. But now that I had heard Grandpa's story, I felt sad for him. I still hated his guts but the fact that the love of his life had been stolen right from under...