Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
He stood there for a moment, visibly collecting himself, before he spoke again, his voice was calmer but still laced with an eerie calmness that sent a chill down my spine. "I see," He said in a slow tone. "I think I know what you are confused about." His gaze was intense, and I could tell he was not finished. "You want to know the reason of your presence in front of me, the reason behind your suffering when you have done nothing wrong your entire life. You want to know the reason about your mother who sold you to me and betrayed you when she was your family."
My heart clenched painfully at the mention of my mother. The familiar ache in my chest returned, the one that had been there ever since I was brought here. I had spent countless nights wondering, qu
