Chapter one hundred and thirty two

~ Nox

'I shouldn't have said that.' I thought as I stormed to my office.

Once I was in, I ran my hands through my hair. Visions of Zora's crying face haunted me so I closed my eyes and gripped my hair tighter. Still, visions of her angry face haunted me.

Then visions of my father and his words reared up in my consciousness like the demons they were. Menlmories of his abuse played back in my mind like a broken tape recorder.

The highlights were how he had always condemned me and reminded me that I was worthless and underserving of anything good. One day, I had developed the courage to speak back to him and challenge his words.

I had promised him that I would never be like him and that I would find love and happiness unlike what he had with my mother. He had laughed in my face that day, promising me that I would end up like him no matter what.

Remembering Zora standing in nothing but a bed sheet asking me why I wouldn't mark her hit so close to home because my mother had been in th