Chapter 117 The Guilty One

• POV Saint
• "How is your sister Vincent?" my mother asked, staring at me intently.
• I wanted to look away, I didn't want to meet her eyes, but my father had instilled in me the instinct to never let anyone intimidate me, and one of the ways he taught me this was to never look away from others' eyes. I had done this most of my life, and it had become deeply ingrained in me. Every time I wanted to avert my gaze, that instinct I had ingrained would kick in and make me look into my mother's eyes.