While the conversation continued on the boat...
Eva was looking at the group of people looking at her as if she were a precious goddess that had descended from the sky.
She had already forgotten about those kinds of expressions. It was strange to see them again in that life.
"Eva, I..." Tamara approached Eva the moment she opened the luxurious suite. With her expression so different from many days ago. "I'm so sorry, this… this is my fault. I did so many terrible things to you. But you…"
"Madame Hart," Eva patted her shoulder, "you shouldn't apologize, I understand what happened. It wasn't your fault."
