"I am writing this here in case my choices turn out to be wrong.
Let me start with a confession - I am a coward.
My bravery is a facade.
I survive by locking parts of myself in places even I forget about. It isn't a metaphor, but a reality that is incomprehensible to many.
Such a part of me has recently come back to haunt me. And I, as a coward, am too scared to face it all by myself. And I am even more afraid to ask for help.
Eiran told me about his family. None of them deserved what happened to them, and that man who caused them this suffering deserves every bit of hate he gets.
While I grieved for his loss, I also realised that the existence I once buried in the graveyard of memories was the one Eiran wanted to dig out for his revenge.
I hate that man as much as Eiran does
