2 years later on… Two years passed by without a lot of differences. Erito and Eriwan just lived their lives in their each path. Each of them was going to their own schools, to their own English courses, to their own karate clubs, to their own music clubs, to the other places of their own, and joined their own competitions. Eriwan was merely living his happy, cheerful, perfect, as well as magnificent life. Meanwhile, Erito was still living under the pressure – sometimes torture – from his biological mother. If Erito could avoid his mom, he would try his best not to accidentally bump into her at the corridors or the other rooms in the big mansion. Yet, occasionally he couldn’t avoid his mom all the time. When he bumped into his mom accidentally, he had to be ready for the tortures his mom would do to him. This afternoon was also the time for his torture to begin. When he bumped into his mum at the front yard at the time he was about to go to the swimming pool,
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