She didn't have such a strong capacity for acceptance, and she couldn't be indifferent to everything.
She shook her head slightly, wanting to say words of refusal.
The man suddenly hugged her tight, pressing her head against his chest, not allowing her to speak.
"Shush, don't say anything. Take your time; I won't pressure you. One day," I believe one day you'll adapt, you'll accept me."
She won't, even if she could accept him, she couldn't let her child be involved in his world.
She wasn't foolish; she knew that once one entered the dark world, there was no coming out unscathed. Without the protection of power, the end would be very tragic.
This was a road of no return. Those who trod it never had a way back.
Unless one severed their offspring, generation after generation would be unable to escape the dark world, forever living in a world without light.
On this path, there were only two choices: either complete destruction or becoming even stronger.
