Chapter 75

And now I need to say something that can change your whole opinion about parents in general, dear reader. I always believed that my parents were selfish. That they had put that pain above me for never having loved me. My mother really exalted herself, my father never really reacted, but they were hurt. And I only understood at that moment that they needed to go through that, to be able to understand when I was in the same situation. My mother did not throw scolding glances at me when I was sitting on one of the chairs at the table and dragged another one to Edward. My father didn't think about going to a psychiatric clinic when I said I could smell Edward's perfume in the air. They understood. Because they went through that a little earlier.

I would always be grateful for my parents' support. Even if I couldn't demonstrate it in the best way. Because they saved me. They were my foundation when everything collapsed. They were there to hug me on difficult day