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35. Dark Memories
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2024-10-29 19:42:56“This isn't the first time I've done something like this.” As I confessed about the fresh and faded bruises on my arms, I spoke in hushed tones. When I look up, I notice Logan has a scowl on his forehead. He was sitting on the single sofa chair in front of me, and I was sitting on the edge of my bed, legs crossed.
There was a brief silence around us, and the only sound I could hear was my own heavy breathing. I lower my gaze, unable to make eye contact with Logan. Before proceeding, I counted to ten.
“I've hurt myself before when the pain was unbearable for me. This is the fifth time I've done it...Or so I believe,” I said, trying to recall how many times I had done it.
“You mentioned that your parents were murdered; is that the reason for your self-harm?” Logan inquired, his face flushed with confusion.
“Seems like I have to start from the beginning,” I said, letting out a shaky, humorless laugh. I clenched my bottom lip as I braced myself for anothe
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