He isn't a bad guy

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"Then what happened?" I was curious to know more.

I even had tears in my eyes, how can someone suffer so much in their life, his own father killed his own mother. How brutal?? And I thought of him so wrong.

"It was hard for him to cope up with his mother's death, he almost died of a nightmare. For weeks I had to stay with him so that he would not harm himself. Partially he blamed himself for her death, because the murder happened right infront of his eyes..." he sighed.

"Then what happened to his singing career?" My whole body was turned to Dylan, listening intently to what he would say next.

Dylan exhaled and shrugged as his lips twitched downwards.

"The company was Helen ma'am dream and the committee was her true identity, how could he let go of that? So, he kept his singing dream inside the four walls of his bedroom and let his mother's dream and identity fly up.... you know he promised Helen ma'am, that one day he'll become a great singer but he couldn't keep upt