60. ESCAPED

Paul understood that I wanted to be left alone and told others to back off from the door and give me time. My eyes couldn’t stop producing hot water as my heart wrinkled like a squeezed wet cloth. It was too tough for me to bear. The evidence was clear. There was no room for doubt.

“How can this be? How did I end up with such a cruel fate? How did this come to be? You should have stopped our paths from crossing. Father, you should have guided my path and not let me encounter him. I cannot bear this pain,” I cried heavily, holding unto my beating chest

My heart sank deep in sorrow as I tearfully packed the box and grabbed only the album containing the pictures of my father at work with other colleagues. I didn’t want any other person to see what I had just seen till I sort my thoughts.

I wouldn’t want to make any rash decision until I find sufficient evidences and there was no how I would be able to do that without leaving Rocco’s villa first. If I attempt to run away here, the men wil