Rufus' POV:
Sylvia's face was pale, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was like a broken glass doll.
I stepped forward and wrapped her hand with my big palm. Her hand was cold. It was as if it had just been taken out of a cold cellar. I tightened my grip on her and rubbed her slender fingers.
She lowered her head and held my hand back. It was her response to my comfort.
Lena had already stopped crying. Her wet hair stuck to her ravaged face. Her eyes were out of focus, and her whole body was like a broken bag. "Lena, I want to know everything that happened back then," Sylvia asked in a soft voice. Her lifeless appearance made my heart sink. I couldn't help holding her in my arms.
Lena didn't answer immediately. She slowly stood up from the floor and limped towards Sylvia. "Alpha and Luna were framed by Gamma Mateo."
"Then how did you frame my mother?" Sylvia asked, looking confused.
I looked at Sylvia, feeling sorry for her. The calmer she was, the more I felt her violent emotional turmoil. I could sense that she was just restraining herself.
Lena's dark purple chapped lips trembled. She couldn't even say a complete sentence. It seemed that she was suffering from great pain. "We..."
"My mother has been dead for so many years. Don't you think it's too late for you to feel guilty now? If you remembered how good she was to you, you wouldn't hide for so many years. I'm not interested to know about the difficulties you have gone through. I just want the truth." Sylvia looked down at Lena. She seemed a little tired because she leaned her body slightly and rested her forehead on my shoulder.
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