"I was dillusional at that time"  my owns words seem to echo to my ears.... Shocked was an understatement  of what I feel right now.. my past was slowly reaching me fast, no matter how I keep running from it..  the more it get to catch up.. I  turned around to run when a powerful hand grab my waist and utter me the words that shattered my world into tiny pieces.. " Don't think of running again from me my dear wife I may let you hide for years but now you need to come home" No I never want to go back to that sick place again.. I don't want to  live a lie in that freaking mansion of his... Note.: Please bear with me with my grammatical error....