He didn't answer right away. I could feel his eyes boring into my soul. Does he know I'm hiding something too?
"I do trust you," he finally said.
"So what happened with your parents? Why are you so mad at them?"
"It's complicated."
"Well, you're a professor. You should be good at explaining things. Make me understand."
He sighed. "My whole life they put so much pressure on me. To the point where I felt like I didn't get to make any of my own choices. It took me far too long to realize. And when I finally did, my life was no longer mine at all. I felt like I was drowning. Becoming a professor was the first thing that I decided for myself in a long time."
I could see how vulnerable he was. The strength and control he possessed were gone for a second. He looked up at me.
"So screw th
