“Honestly, I am not really curious about why you ditched me. I am not the first or last child to experience this kind of thing, so do not think that you are different. I don’t feel pity for you or anything; you have your reasons, which I accept. However, what brings us together in this special way are your crimes of seventeen years ago,” Vaquesha said slowly as she selected some grapes from the platter.
“Badum, badum,” her heart was starting to race as she listened to the evil lady speak.
Especially after learning about the crimes committed seventeen years ago. She may forget other things, but she cannot forget what happened back then.
Her refusal to tell her husband about why they were being tortured like this was also due to what she had her men do back then.
How could she possibly tell Miguel she was a murderer?
