Genevieve:
“Shut up!” Emre hollered, trying to push past Wolvin to seize Bellamy, who was also attempting to reach Emre.
“How did you stumble upon this letter?” My dad rose from his seat but kept his distance. I couldn’t fathom that the culprit responsible for all the torment inflicted on Bellamy’s father was none other than Emre’s father.
“You concealed everything from us. You claimed to have dealt with the twisted individual, but in reality, you merely gave him a kick,” Bellamy's voice cracked in frustration. “Do you comprehend that there's a girl who still gazes at the door, hoping her mother would return? That she'll get to see her brother come back home all grown up? No, you don’t care. Nobody did. All my father asked for was the culprit to be handed over, but you didn’t do that.
