Chapter sixty two
Chapter Sixty Two
I took a few steps back, my heart clenching with a pain I thought I'd already gotten over.
Four years. This was how long I last saw him after he left for another city.
Why was he back here now?
The unwanted memories crashed over me once again, dragging me back to when I was about eleven years old when it all began, the unpleasant quarrels between my parents that sometimes lasted the whole night while Pumpkin cried while clinging onto me, asking me when it would be over.
But their fights only got worse.
Did I once mention that I had an easy time coming out with my sexuality?
Well, that hadn't been the complete truth.
Staring at his face resurfaced that particular night before he left and for some reason, the memory was more vivid than ever.
I had been standing by the kitchen door when his voice blasted the whole house with that same familiar anger, but it was laced with disgust this time.
