-Chapter Thirty Three-

CAMILLA

"Mom?"

My mother looks up at me.

"Do you think Dad was a good man?"

She sets down the cup of tea and stares at me quizzically.

"Why are you asking me this?"

It is because of everything Ramon told me yesterday. I still can't believe that dad was such a heartless and cold man. He was the completely different in my eyes. I saw him as this sweet and gentle man who loved me dearly. He was my hero to say the least. He loved me. He cared for me. He made sure I got everything I ever wanted when I wanted. He spoiled me with a bundle of expensive gifts every chance he got. He was nothing close to the picture Ramon had painted of him. I got to hear of a side of dad I never knew before...

I am even second guessing if there's any tint of truth to the account of events he revealed.