Chapter 96
Valentino's POV
I was facing Myrah as she also sat cross-legged on the bed. I made sure she was relaxed and careful enough to protect her knee. Except for sporadic swellings, her knee appeared to be in good condition. She was experiencing internal discomfort, but she was effectively handling it.
I had given her a box of tissues, which she found to be very helpful as her eyes were bleeding from the anguish and grief of recalling traumatic experiences that fundamentally altered her life.
As she recounted her life's events, I held her hand the entire time. She described in great detail how her father had passed away and how she had been held responsible.
Her stories included vivid details. I could sense her suffering. How could her own relatives abandon her when she most needed them and cause her such suffering?
