The Genius Inventor of Blight Industries

Upset my muse! || Accepting!

"I'm fully aware of what I did to him... I hurt him so deeply... He should have every right to hate me, to pay me back for all the unkindness I've shown him over the years. And if he really wants me to stay away from him and his family, and stay out of his life... Then I will. I have to face the consequences of what I've done... To him and to my family..."

Upset my muse! || Accepting!

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“You’re welcome,” he responds as a warm smile spreads on his lips. “It’s always perfectly fine to let me know if you need anything, alright? Usually I’m either around here somewhere or at Darius’ office.” 

Howell then chuckles a little as he sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. “But, it might be good not to let me near your inventions since I’m not the best with technology. The fact that I haven’t accidentally destroyed my own scroll yet is a miracle.”

“Oh, uh, sure,” he said, hesitating just a bit. Alador wasn’t really one to ask for things unless it pertained to his work. Just another thing Odalia had instilled in him...

“I wish I wasn’t.” He frowned, holding the man close as if to hide him from all the pain.

“For your sake, for your children’s, I didn’t want to be.” Sure, when they were younger. He was bitter and brokenhearted, always talking of how the pair would never last. But….to some extent, he was right, and now he has his old friend falling apart before him. He wished he could take it all back.

“You can cry if you need to.” He whispered into his hair. “Cry, scream, vent. Just get it all out, tell me what it is you need, and I’ll do my best to get it for you. But this isn’t your fault, you deserve to be loved and cherished by someone. Do you hear me?“

He can’t. He can’t cry. Instead his body shakes, trying to bottle it up. He’s just getting emotional again and he shouldn’t. Darius didn’t need to see him act so childishly, he didn’t-

Alador stopped his train of thought. That’s how she treated him. Not how Darius did. Even as teens, Darius made sure he felt his feelings and encouraged him to do so... Odalia was the one who reprimanded him for it... Not him...

There’s a small choked sound as he finally let’s himself start to cry. His feelings over Odalia and their marriage and their kids... Those were still real... He cherished and loved them all so much. But those were not returned by his wife. It was all out of convenience for her. It all just furthered her own plans to have a family and heirs and someone so devoted to her that he was too blind to see anything else.