Voice: "However, I feel less regretful because this was not the path I had chosen"
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"Father!" Shiven stunningly whispered.
His father was sitting lonely on the couch which was directly facing the entrance with his arm folded as if he was long lost in thought waiting for Shiven to arrive, his eyes were nastily closed.
Shiven steadily reverses, it's a good thing his eyes were closed but before he could succeed, his father opens his eyes narrowing his gaze at him unmoved.
Shiven felt a string of blood splits across his sea-green eyes, swallowing severally to quench his sudden dried throat.
Abruptly, his father stood up from the couch and walk towards him, Shiven was down to hell absorbing his courage to face him but slightly pace away from the entrance. Before his father reach to him, he squelches on his kneels hastily lurking his gaze on the floor,
"Father! Forgive me for my..."
