Angel’s POV
My heart is aching to see Dad slowly descending 6 feet underground.
There is no way we can deny the reality that he is already gone.
That it is too late to make up for the years that have wasted.
A lot of people were gathered since the first week of his wake until his burial.
All of his colleagues from the law community, politicians, and people from high class society were there giving sympathies and condolences to our family.
Actually, they were the same people who talk shits behind his back.
Hypocrite people!
Everyone were weeping except for me.
I am trying to be tough despite the great pain I am feeling inside.
I’ve been known for that, a tough heartless person.
“Is she the adopted daughter of Atty. Imperial?” I heard someone asked from my back.
“Yes she is, loo
