Chapter 158 A Constant Presence

• The smile vanished from Vittoria’s face at once, erased by the mere mention of the terrifying moment that still haunted her.
• “I wish I could say yes,” Vittoria replied, letting out a long sigh, as though the words themselves carried weight. “But something tells me it may have been my father.”
• “Your father?” Seraphina asked softly, leaning a little closer. “Do you really believe he’d be capable of that?”