I took a long hot shower, and I cried for Evelina... I could only imagine the hardship she endured because of her mother... the lengths that woman stooped to hurt her own flesh and blood was astounding.
alessandro was her grandson. Didn't she even have the slightest bit of love for him or her own daughter? Death was an easy way out for her. The man above should have made her live longer.
To witness first hand the pain and suffering she herself had caused her daughter, so she could live with the guilt of doing something as disgraceful as that.
"Quincy, are you in here?"
I heard Alessandro calling from the bedroom.
"In the shower"
He entered the bathroom and stripped off his clothes, joining me in the shower, and I welcomed him with open arms...
Looking at him now, I could see the st
