C612 Pain of rebirth 1

I guess I really had something to do with him. He loved me.

Dad said he loved Mom too, but then he bullied her and didn't want me.

Now that Mom didn't want him, he was upset, so he followed me. Dad... I can't remember anything, nothing, not him, the man holding me.

But my world was quiet, and I no longer thought about anything. I rested, very comfortably, just like that