"That doesn't matter now, for how long were you intending to keep all this away from me, Hamon?"
Hamon stared at her in a dazed. He hadn't intended to hide all that from her. He'd hoped a day wouldn't come when he'd have to tell her the ugly truth about himself. No woman would want to stay with him knowing all those terrifying things. Moreover, if he couldn't accept that part of him wholly, Why would someone else accept him for the monster his mother had made him?
And it was easy to guess where she'd heard it from. His father, who Ara happened to return from a meeting with.
