Harriet's POV
I blinked as I tried my hardest to make sense of everything that was happening around me. Gino held my hand, and I bit my lower lip. Mrs Carter was saying that we needed a plan, something concrete and solid. But, what?
I was about to come face-to-face with the man who was supposed to be my father, but it would not be a happy reunion. No way! He was pure evil, scum. My mother had endured so much pain and anguish from him, and he had stolen what was supposed to be Gino's. He did not deserve to live another moment for what he had put so many through. I was disgusted to think someone so cruel could be my father, my blood.
"Harriet, are you okay?" Gino squeezed my hand and leaned over to me. I could see how worried he was, and that was the last thing he needed to be thinking ab
