Chapter 76 *

Vesper’s POV

I looked down at the whiskey in my hand, watching the amber liquid catch the moonlight.

I'm standing right in front of you. Your daughter. After twenty-three years.

But I couldn't say it. Not yet. Not until I understood what really happened that night. Not until I knew who killed my mother and why they took me.

"Thank you for telling me," I said instead. "I'll go now. I'm sorry for i