INARA’s POV.
A gentle knock on the door jolts me out of my train of thoughts and I sniff back the tear threatening to fall. It would have been easy if I didn’t care much but I do. For the first time, I got a glimpse of what might happen when the world finds out what is going on between Mr. Valesquez and I.
Last night when his phone beeped with a message and I saw his countenance change, I reached out for the phone and my jaw dropped when I saw the content of the message. It was pictures and videos of my dead mum In another man’s arms and it was sent to him by an associate who also got it online.
Judging by the look in the pictures, it was just a few days before mother met her doom and she looked so happy in the picture. I dropped his phone and used mine to check, the internet was in an
