Surviving the Truth

Chiara entered the room gently, her eyes widened, her jaw tight as she stared at her father. “Why… Why did you let this happen?” she demanded, her voice shaking. “All these years… you let me... you let them—”

Her father shook his head, tears in his eyes, frustrated and helpless. “I did what I could… Chiara. I tried… I swear I tried.”

Chiara turned sharply, racing after Camilla who just walked away