Right after Summer snapped at the baby, the baby immediately went quiet, which surprised her.
"Oh? Could it be that you understand me?" Summer uttered before frowning, "You're not even one year old yet, but you understand me? It must be a coincidence…"
"However, on the off chance that you do understand me… What the hell took you so long to shut up? Are you purposely trying to make my life more miserable than it already is?"
"No… I shouldn't be talking like this… How could I vent my anger and frustration on a baby? I'm sorry, Young Master Varuna. I shouldn't have said such nasty things to you. None of this is your fault," Summer reflected on her mistake.
Alas, it was only a moment of clarity before her mind sunk into deeper darkness. The constant fear of anything brought out the worst in people.
"Wehhh…" the infant Varuna cried again as he felt hungry.