Bab 66: Want me to let it go?

"That's right," Miriam began, her voice low but filled with years of pent-up bitterness. "From the day you and your mother entered our house, I never knew peace. I was always afraid... afraid that whatever belonged to my daughter would end up in your hands." Her admission hung in the air, laden with resentment.

Layla's gaze sharpened, her patience waning now. "And that's why Orabela set her sights on the man I was dating? To prove some twisted point?" .

Miriam didn't flinch, her bitterness bubbling to the surface. "If you really want to fix things, take your mother out of my house. Your husband has more than enough money to take care of her. Orabela never would have done what she did if you had never existed in our lives."