“Ever since I was little, I had been raised as an inheritor of my family. My mum chose to raise me the harsh way. She sent me over to Europe to study and experience life. When my father passed away, she didn’t allow me to come home, it was not until she had completed all the funeral procedures that I could go home. The first day after I came back, I overheard my mum’s conversation with another man in my father’s bedroom… it was not until then that I had finally discovered the truth, that woman betrayed my father. It wasn’t even long after my father died, and she took that man home!”
Stuart’s voice sounded especially fragile, the process of saying every word was a painful process, as if the words were squeezed out between his teeth. His childhood experiences were a tone of suffering.
