"Remember Kate, we're here to talk and we're going to be civil about it, we're not fighting, neither are we causing any commotion, all we're going to do is just talk, okay?" Ethan told me, speaking to me like he was talking to a six-year-old. I knew why he was talking like this, he wanted to make sure I understood everything we were here to do. It had been about a week since I found out about the incident with my mum and even though I'd had a week to mull it over, I still couldn't understand why dad had done any of what he did, I still needed answers and I wouldn't rest or stop till I had gotten them. It was after Ethan got fed up with my restlessness, even though he claimed not to be tired, but I knew he was, it was only after then, that he decided to bring me here, but we already had a lengthy conversation about what we were going to do on arrival. I guessed Ethan was doing this reminder again so that I wouldn't act rashly but at this point, I couldn't promise him anything, I was
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