“Is your mother was prostitute…!...”.
The words echoed in his mind, piercing his soul excruciatingly made his oceanic orbs red in drenched. He closed his eyes squintingly, wrinkles forming on his temples and jaw clenched. Pain…! Soreness…! Annoyance…! Wretchedness…! All this covers him simultaneously.
Grabbing the alcohol urn swiftly, he gulped down at once, “AHH..!!!!..”, he gasped. ?His iris appeared redder than before, and more sodden, containing the ruggedness of his early day's memories when he was just a Ryan…! Yes…! Ryan, an eleven years old innocent boy, living contentedly in the shade of his mother’s love and care. This little naive kid was unacquainted with the merciless reality of this so-called human society, which will soon devour his jovial beautiful world…!
“Mama…!...”, a huff containing the tenderness escaped from his lips, a blob glint from his oceanic orbs.
“Is it true?... That your mother was involved in prostitution…!...”