#Chapter177
Papa
I grabbed the door and stopped before I forgot what was my real intention of facing this dead man I once called Papa. /"Answer me one question though. Why did you burn Mama alive?/"
He looked afflicted and in pain than before, but I didn’t give a shit about him anymore. As far I was concerned, he was dead to me since that day he left us with nothing.
/"I found out that you and your mother were going to leave me. I knew I wasn’t a good husband and a good father to you, but—/"
/"But you couldn’t accept the fact that Mama had a gut to leave you because you caught her on a pretty short leash./"
/"Your mother asked for help from my boss. I knew that that bastard had feelings for her. When I found out, I tried to stop her. We fought./" He shifted in his chair, seemingly losing his strength. /"I wasn’t ready to be a husband—/"
/"Cut the bloody shit. Just fucking tell me the truth for fuck sake!/"
