Ria's POV.
I leaned my back against the bed frame with my knees pulled close to my chest and my arms wrapped around them as tears streamed down my eyes, clouding my gaze. Not in my wildest dream did I think I would make a mistake of that gravity. If anything, he should have asked for my consent before going ahead to do what he had in mind and leaving me in an ocean of confusion. The very thing that I was trying to avoid, still in the end happened. I mean, what was I supposed to tell Carlos if he eventually finds out that I spent a night with his uncle? The worst part seemed to be that he doesn't even feel any remorse about what he'd done to me.
Even in my pain, I'd been stealing glances at him to know if he would at some point realize his mistakes but no. He didn't even seem to give a ho
