Rhys. " Why do you hate him?" " What happened," I asked, I couldn't say I was curious, I guess I just wanted to know since I never got to hear anything about my father's childhood. I never got to know anything about his family and siblings, either. At some point, I had to assume that he had none because every time I asked, he used to brush it off. At some point, I stopped asking about my father's side of the family, although. " What did he do?" He was deep in thoughts and to bring him back, I asked, once again. "Nothing much .." He whispered, his voice very low, as if it brought him immense pain to just mention it. " According to him, he did nothing. " He paused, his eyes travelling to the distance. "But according to me, according to that little brother, almost spineless, that used to look upto him, what he did was worse than plugging a dagger into my throat " he shook his head as he narrated, as if, trying to will those memories away. " Your father and I are
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