"What was my fault?"
Grandpa Cruz stared at her for a long while.
His heart felt choked!
Yes. What was her fault?
Absolutely nothing.
She was the kindest and bubblicious girl. She grew up to be a fine lady even under the care of her evil father. Every kid loves their parent so much. It is not her fault that her father was her hero.
Also, he had never seen Andrew treat Rizi poorly. At least not in front of them. He was a loving and caring father to her.
Rizi was too naive for her own bad. But she didn't deserve prison. She got caught up in a vendetta game just because she was Andrew's blood.
Grandpa Cruz sighed heavily. He shakily held her hand and relieve when Rizi didn't pull hers away.
"My dear child, it's not your fault. What can I say? It's a blood sin. You got caught up in the revenge game. I wish I could have done something."
