Niklaus' point of view
Guilt gnawed at my heart, this was all caused by my daughter because I didn't give her a proper upbringing or so I thought until I heard Maya's next comment.
"I was dead anxious over someone's child yet my own mother has never worried over me" Tears burst out of her eyes.
"Does she even have a heart?" She cried.
I was stunned, I thought she was crying because of the stress and apprehension Isabella put her through this evening, who knew she had another thought in mind. But again, there was no denying that Isabella was the one who triggered this reaction in her.
"It's okay" I tried to assuage the sorrows of this broken woman by bringing her close to my chest, running my hands through her hair soothingly.
"It is not okay" she objected, " If I could care for Isabella to this extent, how much more her daughter? What did I do so wrong?" Maya sobbed aloud and clung to me, pulling me as close as she could.
