جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 560

Manuela's POVIt was already Sunday afternoon, and I still had not touched the diary again. The day before, my family went out and returned home quite late, giving Flavian and me some time alone. Flavian eventually convinced me to put everything aside for a while and enjoy my family's visit, as they would be returning to our city by the end of the day. He gathered all those things and stored them away, saying we would have a peaceful Sunday. But it wasn't quite so peaceful.Melissa had called the day before, and after a long conversation and my assurance that I was fine despite the shock, she said she would come to see me on Sunday, as she also wanted to see Olivia. Rick and Lexie came over for lunch, and she charmed my father with her cheerful personality. In the middle of the afternoon, Melissa and Fred joined us, and shortly after they arrived, the doorbell rang again, and Flavian went to answer it."Everyone, this is Breno, the police officer who's helping us," Flavian announced as

Rita's POVSince those three returned from Paradise Port, they had been silent. I had not heard anything from them. And I thought they would come straight to my house to bother me about what I did to that little rat. But it was better this way, better that they did not mess with me.Today was the divorce hearing, finally I would get rid of that annoying Orlando and take half of everything he had, because I was not stupid, I married with shared assets. When we got married, he wanted to keep our assets separate, but I made a scene and swore that if it was not done my way, I would disappear with the girl. He was still crying over his other daughter and ended up giving in to everything I wanted. Other daughter... ah, if he only knew...I arrived at the courthouse at the time of the hearing, and Orlando was already there. He looked at me with disgust, but I ignored it. The judge called us, we entered the room and sat face to face. The judge asked if there was any possibility of reconciliati

Cam's POVThe woman who approached me was over forty, with very simple manners and eyes filled with tears. She was wringing a small handkerchief in her hands, and a young man stood beside her, supporting her."I apologize for my mother, but ever since the police officer came to our house, she's been restless and nervous," the young man said.I moved closer to her and gently held her hands. There was so much pain in those eyes; it seemed they had been crying for a long time - the marks around them told that story. My grandmother used to say that the heart of a mother who loses her child could never be consoled."I'm so sorry!" was all I could say before becoming emotional myself. I knew that baby could have been her daughter or my sister; there was a pain uniting us in that moment. "Could we talk for a while? Do you have time?" She just nodded.We left the cemetery and sat down at a nearby diner. My father and she connected through their shared pain, through the tragedies that had struc

Manuela's POVIt was funny how my life was about to change completely, yet at the same time everything would remain the same. I was horrified by everything I had learned in the past few days. I was shocked by what I had read in that diary. And there was still the possibility that I was not Rita's daughter, which was not bad and explained a lot, but it left me anxious.Flavian was being very attentive to me, the girls called me every day to check how I was doing, Lexie and Rick kept watching over me all the time at the office, and even Peter Hank, my college friend, was worried about me.In the middle of all this, there was also my parents' divorce, or those who I thought were my parents. My father said Rita is furious about the money. But it is always about money. To begin with, if it had not been for money, she would never have gotten close to my father, and his first wife would still be alive. If it had not been for money, she would not be so desperate to take me back home. If it had

Flavian's POVI took a deep breath and tried to put my thoughts in order once again. I looked around the room."PH, do you know the girl who talked to that man?" That was the first thing I wanted to know."Yes, she's new, one semester behind Manu, transferred from another college. Her name is Karen, room 313," PH informed."Dean, I want to talk to this girl right now, and I also want to talk to your security guard at the entrance, because I had to show ID when I arrived, but for the man who took my girlfriend, he turned a blind eye." I was not in the mood for games, and the Dean noticed."Your girlfriend, detective?" He swallowed hard."Yes, my girlfriend. And if anything happens to her, you and this college will be in serious trouble, and I don't need to tell you that your security guard risks leaving here in handcuffs today, do I? So that worthless security guard better tell me everything I want to know." The Dean sent for the security guard and the student and took us to his office.