Yala’s POV
"I really didn't need her," I said, as I used the back of my hand to wipe away the tears that wouldn’t stop pouring from my eyes.
Charles remained silent for a moment, then asked:
"Do you miss her?"
I shook my head negatively.
"She left when I was very young, Charles. I don't even remember her face, but I don't want to remember the woman who traded her family for an adventure and forgot I exist."
Charles breathed heavily.
"I will never understand why she made such a decision, Yala. Believe me, I can't stand her, but I once heard that not everything is as it seems, though I don't really believe that."
I nodded in agreement.
"In my mother's case, things were quite clear. Even if she appeared before me today, she could never be part of my life. I saw my father suffer beca
