Vera’s POV
My mother's teachings on compromise echoed through my mind, a lesson she embodied in me even during Papa's lifetime. A woman of love but devoid of confrontation, her inability to stand up for herself cast a profound shadow on me. Her upbringing was one of the reasons why I endured Howard and Kennedy for so long.
The audacity to resist blossomed when Howard became the adversary. He was a figure I had once loved when my heart, only for that affection to wither into intense hate over time. His betrayal cut the deepest, fueled by the genuine emotions I once harbored for him.
Yet, when faced with opposition from my own father, I found myself lacking the strength to resist. My feelings toward him were indifference at best, and I could sense the mutual indifference. His mistreatment
