"Father!"
Aeliana quickly hugged her now, once again young Father as tightly as she could. Azriel hugged her back with a light smile on his face, constantly patting her back to calm her racing heart.
"Why didn't you say anything…?"
Aeliana, who was finally in her father's embrace again, cried.
Azriel opened his mouth but no words came out. There were too many things in his mind. Nux hadn't returned for five thousand years and honestly, Azriel had assumed the worst. His daughter was already devastated and he wasn't brave enough to share his own situation with her.
Yes, it was an extremely selfish decision, but Azriel couldn't do anything. He couldn't let his daughter suffer more than she already had.
Nux understood that feeling. This was also the reason he stayed silent; he just stared at Azriel, who, after a while, stared back at him, and the two nodded at each other.
"You sure caused a scene."
