dante
The Agreement The cold leather seat brought me to reality, forcing me to accept what was happening. At the wheel, my father remained in a heavy silence, broken only by his low and trembling voice. "I had no choice, he said, without looking at me." I can't handle your problem. You make me crazy. Your condition ... is a weight, a burden that I can no longer carry. " The words hit me like daggers, and silent tears rolled down my face. I was no longer his daughter, but a problem, a load that he was eager to get rid of. I wasn't your daughter, I was a burden.
About dante
The Agreement The cold leather seat brought me to reality, forcing me to accept what was happening. At the wheel, my father remained in a heavy silence, broken only by his low and trembling voice. "I had no choice, he said, without looking at me." I can't handle your problem. You make me crazy. Your condition ... is a weight, a burden that I can...Read more