Perhaps he should accept the fact his own mother chose the continuation of the lives of another instead of living with her own family.
However, it is the first time for Artha to think it over from her own perspective, of her own decision on why she takes that path. Reasons for why things happen the way it happens, although the words Raen had blurted out isn't the actual truth. Artha felt like a cold basin of water washed over him, extinguishing the flame of hatred that had gobbled him up. For once, he felt like a great amount of load had lifted off his back.
Perhaps.
Perhaps she has her own reason.
And that fact alone changed almost everything for Artha.
Artha turned around and faced Raen, she clasped her fingers and closed both her eyes, murmuring in soft voice with deep concentration and solemnity.
