Chapter 256 Trapped Soul

• ZOLA'S P.O.V
• I couldn't break my eyes away from the godlike man standing right in front of me. He has the blondest hair that I have ever laid eyes on, with piercing blue eyes. He wasn't anything I'd pictured he'd be. Mom never talked about him, let alone described his appearance. The only thing my mother ever said was he was a piece of shit who ran the moment he heard the news of my existence. It was hard looking at him and imagining that this man would do such a thing. But the reality was, he did.
• I glanced over my shoulder at my mother, who was also staring at him. You would expect hate to be plastered on her face. Instead, she looked like her normal self. Cool and collected.