"I see..." Arlia realized that she should had seen it coming, given how paranoid both factions were. "Looking back... I should have realized that my sick father would savor that moment. When he... did it, he kept on blaming me for falling for an "outsider", that I'm his alone and that he would purify me. I have lived for so long under his sick indoctrination that I couldn't get away from him even after he was dead."
Looking up at him, she decided that he deserved to know. "Adriano had always been perverted and lustful, but rarely had he vented his carnal desire with other women. For some reason, he seemed to be fixated on me. From the day I was considered physically ready, he took me and constantly ravaged me. What you saw wasn't his first. It's just one of the many times he had done so to me... He would do that to punish me or even when he was bored. It was almost as if he saw me as a concubine of sorts instead of his own flesh and blood. I had been fortunate that nothing bad had came out of it throughout my life, but even so... What he did had affected more than just my own self-worth... I became addicted to that pleasure, fixated like a drug addict. I no longer minded sleeping with so many men, just as what I've done during some of my work. I felt filthy and I wanted to leave, but I had never been able to do so... until you came into my life. The rest is as you know it."