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CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

NORA

Hernandez is sitting over a table in Ophelia's room, and Rodriguez is sitting opposite him on the couch as Ophelia stands by the window, gazing at the moon.

The sounds of the crickets and frogs made the night lively as the moon shined brightly, lighting up every corner of the castle.

Rodriguez cocked his head as he jutted his jaw, staring at Ophelia, lost in thoughts.

"Your father is not the man you think he is... he was never there for you, nor was he there for me."

Ophelia's words came running into his head as he sighed deeply.

"I was just a tool he could use. When I got pregnant for you, he could simply have made me one of his wives or rather a concubine, but no... he faked my death and sent me away," Ophelia's tone cracked up as the tears welled up in her eyes began to stream down her cheeks.

Rubbing his face with his palm, he wondered how many years they had to survive before they got there.

Ophelia never wasted any time... she always reminded them of their motive in life an
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