I feel nauseous!! What is this about the weeper bringing me here?! What... Is going on?!!
Is it the same weeper I met with? The same one that helped me when I had trouble understanding the origin of the crisis I faced during the incident with my aunt's husband?!!
Shouldn't... Shouldn't he be on my side?!!!
I questioned it all as I sat solemnly in my prison with not even a muscle moved. My eyes had lost the fight in them and so had my thoughts that are now riddled with sets of unknown questions.
To begin with, how could I ever have thought that the Weeper was on my side? What misguided thoughts could have led me to think that?!!
It barged into my life during the time I was going through an unprecedented crisis... It was almost like an opportunity for it.
I was at my weakest and it... The Weeper had the solution to it, hence the opportunity to interfere.
