Chapter 52

And they made his grave with the wicked and with a rich man in his death, although he had done no violence, and there was no deceit in his mouth. - Isaiah 53:9

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The sound of the clock ticking was the only sound that could be heard in Yuri’s bedroom as she sat on her bed, tracing the photo of her uncle, her mother, and a younger version of herself. Yuri’s mind was rather fuzzy when it came to her own childhood memories.

And from what she could make out of the photo, it seemed to be taken at a park of some sort. Her uncle had her in his arms, and her mother had one hand on her uncle’s arm. The only thing that Yuri remembered of this photo is that the stranger who had helped to take this photo had mistaken her uncle as her father.

Well, he wasn’t exactly wrong as her uncle is the only father figure in her life.

Yuri sighed as she focu