Chapter 93

Its been two days since my mother brought me back to this place, a place I can only refer to as my own personal hell. Though the walls of this house may be familiar, the atmosphere feels alien and oppressive.

Memories from my childhood haunt me from every corner.

Nevertheless, I could not help but be reminded of the conversation we had regarding my father's whereabouts last night.

Instinctively, I was prompted to look for him and ask 'Why?' Why he did the things he did to my mother. Even though this part of me was so strongly urging me for answers, another part felt like I should remain in the dark.

After all, I had never encountered him before, not in the entirety of my life. I was aware of his existence and could recognize him from a distance, but we had never personally interacted with one another.

He’s probably dead already or something.

I yelped in fright when a searing pain unexpectedly manifested in my stomach. I hurriedly looked down and gasped at the shocking sight before me;