There were very few times in life where Abaddon had fully lost track of his train of thought.
But now, his mind was thoroughly trapped within a dense fog that showed no signs of petering out anytime soon.
He was replaying every moment of his life for the past nine thousand years. Most specifically, the memories he had of Thea.
Thea wasn't just his oldest child.
For Abaddon, she was a living breathing ray of light that gave Abaddon everything he didn't even know he was missing.
Raising her, more than any other experience, had taught him the true merit of patience, unconditional love, and adaptability.
Watching her grow up was both the most rewarding and the most difficult challenge of his entire life.
It was the hurt that never stopped hurting, because every time he thought that she had firmly cemented herself in his mind as an adult, she did something that made him realize that he still wasn't over it.
But now… he had no idea how he was going to forget this.
