I don't know why I want to run. Should n' t I drag this wicked man to my grave to confess? Yes, I should have done this. But right now, I really can't calm down. My heart is in chaos because this wicked man, this wicked man... It was my biological father...
I finally knew who I was, but this person was such a bad guy who had harmed my mother and me so badly. Who knew how much torment I had in my heart at this moment?
When I left the shop, I reached out to stop the car and went to the cemetery. At night, I was very afraid, but at this moment, I was in no mood to be afraid.
When I arrived at my mother's grave, I started to wail." Mom... Mom ……"
I shouted a lot, but I didn't know what to say. I found that person, the bastard who bullied her, and the person I should call dad.
"Mom... Me,
