#Chapter267
/"She was grateful at first, but then when it sank in, and she realised my response to what I did wasn’t normal, she changed. I had no remorse, no regret. In my head I had logically done the right thing, therefore I had no reason to feel any sort of guilt. I saved my family—it was him or us, and I truly couldn’t see the wrong in that. My father understood, but she was abhorred by my lack of emotion over it, and it was the nail in my coffin. She wanted me out of the house and away from my siblings, so sure I was going to turn out to be a serial killer and slaughter them all in their sleep. She and my father fought all night, we could hear them yelling in their room about how unhinged I was./"
The little tremor and hint of raw emotion as he trails off, says it hurt him deeply. To hear how his own mother thought of him as a monster, when all he did was protect her.
