Lorenzo's POV
After Loretta took her leave, I wanted to run after her to stop her but my pride wouldn't let me move my feet.
She had struck a chord in me, this she was fully aware of.
Not going to lie, I was mesmerized by her boldness.
“She clearly stated that she wouldn't be a coward forever.” I muttered, sending my teeth into my lips.
“Let's see if that will happen.” I huffed, rolling my eyes to the back of my head as I grasped the document I was holding even more tightly.
In anger, I released my grip and in a few minutes, I had torn the document into minute pieces and tossed them into the air.
Yet to be relieved from the anger which was running through my veins, I began to pace from one end to the other end, trying to get a grasp of my emotion.
“Loretta is not her father
