|| VALENTINA's POV ||

" He was here....", I whispered softly, looking down at the fresh flowers that were placed next to his mother's tomb. From what I heard, no one remembered his mother anymore except him. So, there was no chance that anyone else had come to pay tribute to the late hostess of the house.

Emily stated annoying, looking around the empty cemetery,

" Seriously? You care about the guy whose family is haunting you every single day to leave his side?"

I rebuked weakly, exhaling through my mouth,

" He is my baby's father. I can't help it. In fact, I don't know where to find him."...