#Chapter67
Flashback Continues...
Niccolo Point of View
Talking about my life to Bella started feeling like a burden-down. It was a very touchy subject to me and no one spoke of it in my presence as they very well knew how hurting it was for me.
My sweet mother, who loved my father blindly and not just loved him, she worshiped and what she got in return? Betrayal and stranded alone!
I observed many a times when my mother used to cry mutely in dark so I couldn't see her or hear her. Growing up, I unknowingly pelted up all the hatred I felt for the man who destroyed her but when she left me, all hell broke loose.
That man, no way, deserved to be a father, no less a human. My mother meant nothing to him, I meant nothing to him. All that mattered was money, fame and different women to his taste.
I have never seen such a filthy person ever in my life!
Fernando Russo!
