I am not sure of what should I feel, I want to be mad and angry for the memories but now that I'm saying it to Zion, I felt like I was back to the past where I'll always tell him whatever it is that's bothering and he'll always make a way to stop it. And the same is happening now because instead of anger, I felt pity for myself and that I need him to catch all those burden for me.
"I'm sorry," that was the least thing I could do to make him feel better after my sudden confession. I know, it wasn't only me who was affected what he did to our baby... he was also suffering and in pain.
"Who are they?" His cold deep voice made me pout and cry but he instantly silenced me, telling me that he's not mad at me. "It's not your fault, okay? None of what happened from the past is any of your fault. I'm sorry."
I should be hating him.