KHAL’S POV

I went back to our house, finding the clue of who was my father. I explored every corner of our house, even the basement, but I found nothing. I massaged my head as I looked around. Everything was a mess.

Who is my father? Did he go to my mother after his cruelty? Seems like my mother had a connection to him after that.

I went to the drawer. I found a notebook. My eyes widened when I saw it was my mother’s diary. I hurriedly flipped it open. Maybe she wrote what happened to her. I froze when I realized something.

Am I ready to know the...