"You- you were having a panic attack. I just- I tried to stop it, and I--"
"It's fine..."
"You- you're not mad?"
Am I? Not really, no. I wasn't expecting it, but it wasn't... a bad... experience. It felt... nice.
"My love?"
"I'm not mad. You were just trying to help me. Thanks..."
Yeah, that's what it was. That's why I am not mad. There's nothing more to it. Yes, that's it... isn't it?
"Anyway... about your parents. I think I can understand their reactions. Especially since you mentioned your mother was a very religious person. It didn't matter much to you because you were into fairytales, but that wasn't the case for your parents. You shattered their beliefs. You turned their world upside down. I am not justifying their actions by any means. They were wrong, but I can understand wh
