Sylvia's POV:
As I lay on the bed, my mind practically went blank from anger.
Even worse, the pillows and quilt all around me smelled like Rufus.
I got out of the bed and wanted to sit on the couch. But even the couch was filled with piles of his things. There was a watch of his, a belt, and some condoms.
It was as if he and his things were scattered everywhere.
Discouraged, I sat on the floor and bit my lip.
"I can feel Omar's depression, Sylvia..." Yana echoed my thoughts.
"I know..." I whispered.
"But don't worry about it, Sylvia. If Edwin doesn't want to recognize us, it doesn't matter. We still have Rufus." I knew that Yana was doing her best to comfort me, but it just didn't work. In fact, I felt worse.
"Even though I already had a hunch that Edwin might really be my father, it still hurts now that it's been proven. I don't care if he recognizes me or not. What matters is that Rufus himself tried to deceive me with that fake report."
I grew angrier as I spoke. "Why would he deceive me like that? Mates should never hide anything from each other. If I were gullible enough to believe that report, I would just look stupid spending the rest of my life trying to find my father."
"I'm sure Rufus was only doing this out of love..." Yana sighed. "I hate lies as much as you do, but some lies do come from a good intention. What if you were in Rufus' shoes, Sylvia? What would you do? Could you bear to see your mate heartbroken?"
I didn't reply and simply buttoned up my shirt. I didn't want to admit it, but Yana had a good point.
It was just that I was still angry right now. I was not in the mood to listen to any advice.
"Think about it this way, Sylvia. We've never even had a father since we were young. We should be used to it already, right?" Yana tried to reason with me again.
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