“You want me to trust you? How can I ever do that if you won’t put in an ounce of trust in me” I refuse to let myself crumble down from the fear that was growing inside of me. We wouldn’t have gotten anywhere if I were to just scream back at him. Sebastian wouldn’t utter another word, he turned his back on me and once again focused on the sun being taken over by darkness. The silence was unbearable, the tension was crushing me, although I didn’t have any words I opened my mouth but at last, words flowed from his lips.
“After my mother and sister’s death, I grew up to be quite troublesome. My father hated it and he grew to hate me. So by the age of sixteen I was sent to America to attend a correctional facility, my father wasn’t keen on seeing me again so after I graduated he
