Kent's p.o.v
"I'm sorry." Cleo whispered the words over and over. Her face was wet with tears and her neck had a slight bruise.
She looked pathetic and weak and that made me very happy. How was such a weak woman able to run our family for such a long time.
Then, I thought she was very intelligent and powerful. But looking at her now, I realized how terribly wrong I was.
She was a worthless woman who was pretending to be what she wasn't.
I sighed softly in the living room and removed a handkerchief from my pocket.
"There is nothing to apologise for. You didn't do anything wrong." I said as I handed her the handkerchief.
She took it and wiped of her tears slowly.
Her tears weren't enough, I wanted her at my feet begging and crying. I wanted her to go insane and
