When we arrived at my dad’s company, I was so tensed. I was scared of facing Uncle Phillip after all these years, but most of all, I was raged with anger.
He was involved in what happened to my family, but yet he lived a comfortable life while I suffered.
“Hey, are you okay?” I turned when I heard Eric's voice behind me.
“Yeah, I'm good. Are the reporters ready?”
“Yes, we just need to wait for Jess to give us an entirely permit."
“Okay, I can do this,” I said to myself as I kept taking a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves down.
“Hey, relax; you look so tensed.” Eric said, holding my hand in his. I looked up at him and found him staring at me with nothing but concern in his eyes.
“I just don't know how to face him. It has already been eleven years, but it still feels like it all h
