Belial's POV
I am absorbed by two feelings, and my eyes cannot help but glance at Ana's belly, thinking that I could not see the development of who my only daughter is, not having witnessed her first words and her first steps. Everything... Everything I lost.
"How could you, Ana?" I shook my head. "How dare you? How long were you planning to keep quiet!?"
She remained silent, but her gaze remained harsh.
"Answer me, Ana!" I demanded, gripping her shoulders.
"I don't have to give you any more explanations; you already know it, and it's more than enough."
"Of course, you have to explain to me! You will tell me why you kept that secret for many years."
"Let go of me!" She freed herself from my hands, stepping back to rub her sore shoulders. "Do you really dare to ask? Do you have amnes
