Chapter 31

• Hunter
• I don't know why the little feisty girl finds any chance to look up to me without fear. I know deep down I hate her and don't want to associate myself with her. But I always had to venture into one or two things with her. Just because she knows nothing about her real father or about the truth her mother is hiding from her doesn't mean that I will pity her. Her father's deeds were already tainted on her. And she'd have to, one way or the other, pay for what he's done. For the restless nights my mother was constantly having all because of her father's selfish behavior.
• An annoyed hiss left my lips when the coffee burned my tongue. I had forgotten how hot it was. I was busy with my thoughts. "Chill, man. It is not the end of the world," Ian's voice resonated in my eardrums as he squatted beside me. I didn't spare him a glare or answer him. Talking to him would bring out nothing but anger. He'd try to justify Rose.