Chapter 64

• Hannah
• I find it hard to digest everything that man is saying, it can't be true, I'm sure it's all a fabrication of theirs to prevent me from getting everything that rightfully belongs to me. That impostor and I cannot be sisters, I don't care about her damn evidence or how much we resemble each other, I grew up in the filth of life until I managed to climb out of that hole through my own efforts while she grew up in the warmth of a home, always had a roof over her head and food while I endured abuse and mistreatment.
• No, definitely not, we have nothing that binds us and we never will. Every word that the man who has kept me trapped in this place all this time utters is like a poisoned dagger that pierces the hearts of Richard and that damn bitch who stole his love from me. I hate her for taking what is mine, if she hadn't crossed our paths, the story would be different, I would have returned to his side as a victim and he would have protected me from everything, maybe we would have gone to live far away from here where there was nothing to threaten our relationship.