Chapter 6: Relations

I'm still confused about what's happening around me. It feels like I'm a stranger trying hard to fit in, to know what's going on and don't know about the proper assimilation. I don't know where we were; only Taddeio knew this room. After what happened earlier, he seems to be occupied now, which was the real opposite of his personality. I know that he's like this when we're not alone. I've noticed it when we're conversing with the other tenants here in the apartment. Earlier in the kitchen, you couldn't hear a single word that came out of his mouth. I mean, he was so calm and serious at the same time. No emotions, just his mysterious stares. Now, we're just sitting here at the very end of the room. The atmosphere was so awkward and quiescent, and as much as I wanted to break it, there was something that halted me from executing it. It can be compared to my mouth being zippered or sewn shut. I'm being stopped by a certain thing that wants it to remain like it is. I was so drawn and lost