Amelia
I'm in the backseat of Damien's car.
He has a new driver. I won't even bother asking what happened to Hans. I don't think I want to know. Now that I told him about everything, I feel a little better. I got it out of my chest. He has no idea of who this brother of his might be, but I have no doubt in my mind that he'll want to figure this out. I'm not too concerned about that, however.
What I want is for him to get rid of Ferdinand.
I need that man out of my life.
He's caused enough trauma to my mother, and he's using her life to get me to do whatever he wants. I can't keep living like this. I can't do whatever he pleases; I'm not a puppet.
Some days, I can't believe he's my father.
This has been a never-ending nightmare ever since Damien found out the truth. But he sur
