So painful...
Ryven clutched his head.
The pain coursing through his body felt very surreal. Every trauma and every suffering he had experienced resurfaced all at once.
It was like a bomb had exploded inside his very soul.
Opening his eyes, he saw his mother's eyes, filled with hatred and disgust toward him.
That look... Please don't look at me like that. I haven't done anything wrong... have I?
His inner child asked in confusion.
Subconsciously, he bit his nails.
I never asked to be born... So why do you wish I had never been born?
If it's anyone's fault... It should be yours, right?
Ryven's mind turned chaotic as a tide of emotions consumed him. The anger within him continued to build as he was repeatedly struck by a baseball bat.
"You ignorant brat! I should've aborted you while you were still in my belly!"
His mother's voice reverberated throughout his mind. Those words made the pain from the bruises pale in comparison.
He wanted to ask why.
