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Genesis

When Trey and Malcolm left later

that day, I prepared a session for Zala and I.

I really wanted to know what happened last night.

"What happened yesterday? "I asked Zala when we were sitting on our favorite couch.

"I don't know. I could hear my dad yelling me for some reason. I don't even know how I remember because I was like three years old. "She answered me.

It was trauma like Malcolm explained.

"Okay. Do you mind talking to me about him? "I asked Zala

"I don't want to. "She answered me and looked down.

"You don't have to. Mummy is so so sorry for yesterday. "I apologized holding her little hand.

She looked up at me.

"I didn't mean to yell at you like that. I'm sorry. "I continued.

She told me it was okay but I wasn't buying it. If she didn't tell me about her dad how was I supposed to know what's wrong with her.

Last night really scared me.

Zala was acting like it was a minor thing, she had already returned to her normal self.