Bab 77: Chapter 77

The undeniable reminder of what had been lost haunted him as he spoke.

Amelia's interest was piqued. "That isn't right to say. Your mother knows you love her more than you think you do,"

Cullen smiled faintly, "I expected you to say that. Everyone says the same thing but I alone know the truth…" he paused for a while and meditated before speaking again, "The conscience is an open wound only the truth can heal and day by day, I make sure to tell myself the truth but_"

Amelia rubbed his back gently and completed his words for him. "You haven't healed or showed any sign related to healing,"

Cullen met her gaze with his pained one. He appreciated her words but refused to say it. He has never opened up to anyone in his life.

As if Amelia read his mind and planned to strongly convince him, she begged. "Please open up your heart and feel like a human,"

Cullen hummed. "I do feel, but I don't just trust human beings. And I'll tell you why,"