"Please, Papa, I haven't done anything wrong..." I cried.
"You are the reason behind everything wrong that has happened to us... Because of you, my oldest son is not here. Because of you... You are the reason behind it. I can never forgive you for it," spat my father.
"Please, Mama, believe me. I know you know I didn't do it," I begged them to believe that I am not the reason behind Logan's death.
But I cannot tell them the real reason.
"Please, Mason, Jason, you believe that, right?" I questioned, already knowing the answer, but still, a corner of my heart hoped they would believe me one day.
However, all I could see in their eyes was hatred and anger.
In the corner of my eye, I saw Xavier watching with satisfaction in his eyes.
Amara was only a broken girl who had suffered from hatred and pain from her so-called family.
But then something happened, and she forgot everyone, believing that the Richardsons were her family.
Will her real family come to get her after knowing the truth and plead for her forgiveness?
Will the person who loved her most be able to win her heart, or will he lose her forever?