Your mother is the type of person who would put everyone before herself, especially you, her only child, therefore you've never understood her antics since you were young.

Even though your father is a well-known adulterer, you've always wondered why she never left him; she's always said that it was for the best.

Until you were a young adult and started acting out of defiance due to your father's job loss and physical abuse of both your mother and yourself.

Just like a usual evening, your father got home and went rampage just simply because there's no food on the table yet and you are the first one he laid his hands on, you tried to fight hin back but no avail.

Just as he was ready to hit you again, there was a sound of broken glasses, and when you opened your eyes, your father was lying on his bloody pool on the floor.

"Get out of the house... Run and never look back."

That's what your mother said as she stood next to the body; you didn't hear her sound so stern and indifferent before, but as she turned to face you, you sensed the sincere concern you had before dismissed as absurd.