Chapter 77

Atlas’s P.O.V. It’s been 10 whole years and my mother is still in a vegetative state. I was too young to understand what it was so I naturally thought my mother would wake up earlier. “Dear Mother, “I’m turning 15 this year yet you remain in your chambers. I’ve relied on you for strength these past years and sometimes I’d hear father cry by himself inside his office,” I wrote down. “Your youth never left you, I can see the same face you had when you were 27. Sometimes I’d tease father – he’s worked harder to retain his figure when I told him he was getting older, that was a lie,” I chuckled. I’m entering the academy, I need to retain education as the heir of my father’s pack. I’m fond of this place – the main reason I have a hard time bidding it farewell, although temporary. I’m not sure when my mother would wake up, hence, I’m going to leave a letter for when she wakes up, she’ll know I’m still thinking of her. “Old vassals and members would pressure father to remarry, however, not on