Clash of Hearts
I can’t just stand to live in this kind of environment that could snap me then and there.
“I am serious, Dad,” my hands trembling as it reach for him. “I couldn’t bring myself to live this way without Mom, much more ruling our pack. At least not now, Dad,” I told him as my tears continuously wetting his clothes. I grip on him tighter as he stroke my back. “I will do everything, Dad. I am not okay, now, and on the following days ahead, I am still not okay. The place where my mom cease to exist is suffocating me. I can’t hold myself still and be stronger. Everything is so hard to stuff in my mind to understand, Dad, I am sorry,” I cried.
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