CHAPTER 110: BAG IF TRUTH

TANYA'S POV

“Why don’t I start from the beginning?” Dante suggested.

I stared at him, the man who called himself my grandfather, the man who had let me suffer for so long in this place. He had watched those people torture me, and now he wanted to fix everything. Impossible. I felt a lot of emotions at that moment: anger, betrayal, confusion. My parents had never told me about any other father, and I didn't even know Henry wasn't my birth father until he said it before he was killed. Yet, despite everything happening inside of me, I said nothing, allowing him to speak. I wanted to hear his part of the story. I wanted to know if he deserved forgiveness; he didn't deserve it, but I wanted to know what he had to say.

“My son's name is Damien. He is your father, sorry was your father. Damien died a few years ago, and he never told me about you. I am sure he doesn't know you exist, mostly because your mother hid you, and we never thought of it. If I had known about you, I would hav