"I can't recognize you anymore, and the more I stare at you, the more I wonder if you are my son. What had come over you? I don't want to believe whatever the shaman said until I hear from you. Jaden, tell your mother what is going on!"
The silence and tension that had lingered in the hall were finally broken by my mother's emotional voice, which sounded like she was about to cry.
She appeared so heartbroken, as if I had done something strange and dreadful. My father was shaking his head in regret and sadness; those dark eyes of his were peering intently at me, and I couldn't even find words to say.
A quick glance around, and I could see all the people gathered, leaving me a bit confused even when I expected it.
"Why are all these people gathered here? I hope it isn't about me?" I frow
