I guess, looking back, it was because of how relaxed he made, how his warm embrace eased my mind to the point of not thinking about the consequences, not thinking about what he may make out of my words, but after experiencing so much suffering, of almost dying so many times, I just…
I think I didn’t care anymore.
I just wanted to let it out.
Like a jar filled with boiling water, it finally overflows.
“Is all her fault you know! I-I never meant to be this way, it wasn’t easy, never easy, being albino was already bad enough, but the germophobia made things even worst, especially-especially when I couldn’t escape it, mostly at home, even more at home.”
A weak choked laugh escapes my lips when I remember that the first place I felt in peace had been the place that I first worked on and ma
