75 Chapter 75

Liviana's POV

I am staring at the falls while sitting on the top of a boulder. Last night, the removal of the crescent moon mark was postponed because Alexander showed me the portrait of our parents, making me cried all night.

I stared at their portrait for only God knows how many hours just to imprint how they look in my mind. Alexander is like the exact replica of our father, and I do really look like our mother except for the color of my eyes and hair. I got my eyes and hair color from my father.

I can still feel the dagger slowly piercing through my heart every time I think about them. I did not even know how their laugh sounds like. I want to know how strict our father was and how caring our mother was.