Chapter 57

For those who are victims of abuse, there is probably the impression that history is repeating itself once again, and soon a shadow will appear that will violate him for his complete stupidity. That's why crazy people fight when they find themselves trapped in it. It is not only the blood that gets stuck and hinders movements, it is the mind itself that feeds on the suffering of its owner, becoming the cause of all the shouting anywhere where straitjackets are allowed.

"Let me guess... “Henry drives away my daydream. “Did they do you?

Assinto.

He laughs without humor. "Your nightmares are in the traditional way, they know.

Traditional is not the word I would use to define my nightmares. I don't believe other people can get close to what I usually witness.

I am still silent, keeping myself on alert for the slightest sign of blisters on my skin. There's nothing.

Henry puts his hand on my forehead and measures my temperature.