CHAPTER 8: that stepdaughter

　　Rahim’s POV

　　My jaw tightened when I saw the name on the invitation letter. It was from Mara. “What’s wrong? Is that bad news or what? A summons from the police station?” she asks. That made me laugh. “No. Of course not. Police were afraid of touching mafia groups in your story, missy.” Her face became blank and she laugh after. “I forgot, agh.” She touches her wound. “Even Raphael still aches because of his wound and yet he keeps on running around doing her daily routine,” I mumbled. “Because he was like that. I made you guys be workaholics to keep your mind busy. You know, like how I did to forget the pain from losing that jerk,” she uttered. “You still love him, hmm?”