Bab 210: Truth and Space

I was trembling when I saw my mother in the photos. She was so thin, dressed in rags. Her body was full of bruises, and her hair was unevenly cut.

I couldn't take the photos or even look at it any longer. I clenched my fist and started crying. It was a cry of sorrow, anger, and despair. Benjamin was toying with our lives for a long time.

I looked at Kyle and realized that maybe my mother gave him to grandpa to save him from Benjamin. She didn't expect that she would get pregnant again. Perhaps she didn't have a chance to give me away because Benjamin had already planned everything.

Father couldn't control his rage and took one of the vases from the consultable, throwing them on the floor. I was startled when he suddenly punched the mirror in our bedroom. Blood flowed from his fist.

"Father!" I shouted.