Demonise POV:“ I was afraid and weak. I couldn’t do anything when they started to torture my father. “ He said with a slightly trembling voice. I held his hand tighter, trying to let him know that I’m here, ready to listen to him.“ There are three tall men and one man who keeps on telling them what to do. I was hiding under the bed, holding my mouth, and trying not to make a sound. “ The pain can be heard from his voice. The hatred echo's to my ears, as if it was just a present happenings.I wanna interrupt him but I can't. My heart tells me to just let him speak. His past! His past that was always been a question mark for me, as well as mine. I feel pity for him and his heart, to experienced such a cruel reality of the world. I want to comfort him and lessen the pain in his life, but I’m not aware of what to do.“ I didn’t even blow the candle on my cake. “ He added then weakly chuckled, but I know that he’s in pain remembering his past that he might’ve alrea
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