"All I could hear were my thoughts for a long time, until around two decades ago, I heard a child's cry."
I gulped, hearing myself swallow. I couldn't look away from him as I pursed my lips in a thin line.
"I never thought I'd find happiness in the sound of a child crying but that child saved me." He smiled subtly while I suppressed my hiccup. I still had tons of questions in my mind, but I couldn't contemplate any of them at the moment.
"From then on, I'd listen to her cries all the time. Until she started learning how to speak and cried less. I knew just from listening to her that she was such a bundle of joy."
His eyes started gleaming with delight and I felt my shoulders and fists relax.
"Even when she hit adulthood, she was very lively," He continued, "Every day, without fail, she'd prattle on about her day nonstop."
