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The Family 456

    Chapter 456 Two Voices


    +2 Pears


    Jean: “I know what you mean, but for some people, if you don’t spend more time with them, how are you supposed to grow closer?”


    Jean: “A lot happened in the Ginger family before. My brothers would often gather for a short while, and they’de together to deal with the troubles at hand.”


    Jean: “Back then, I really thought we had all grown closer, that our whole family was bing more united.”


    Jean: “But I guess for you, that onlysted for a little while. There are mental blocks which are still stuck with you, aren’t they?”


    Mental blocks?


    Winston’s gaze lingered on those words. The emotions in his eyes shifted rapidly.


    <i>Yes</i><i>. </i>


    I did <i>have </i>unresolved mental <i>blocks</i><i>. </i>


    <i>To </i><i>be </i><i>honest</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>had </i><i>already </i><i>let </i><i>go </i><i>of </i><i>most </i><i>things </i><i>when </i><i>it </i><i>came </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>others</i>.


    But when it <i>came </i><i>to </i><i>Dominic</i>…


    I <i>couldn’t </i><i>let </i><i>it </i><i>go</i><i>. </i>


    <i>That </i><i>incident </i><i>was </i><i>tied </i><i>to </i><i>Dominic</i><i>–</i><i>and </i><i>to </i><i>Sienna</i><i>, </i><i>too</i><i>. </i>


    I had <i>tried </i><i>to </i><i>convince </i><i>myself</i><i>, </i><i>again </i><i>and </i><i>again</i>, <i>to </i><i>stop </i><i>caring </i><i>about </i><i>the </i><i>tiny </i><i>details </i><i>from </i>so <i>many </i><i>years </i><i>ago</i>.


    <i>But </i><i>every </i><i>time </i><i>I </i><i>remembered </i><i>myself </i><i>as </i><i>a </i><i>child</i><i>, </i><i>drowning </i><i>in </i><i>pain</i><i>, </i><i>struggling </i><i>helplessly </i><i>in </i><i>that </i>dark ce…


    <i>I </i><i>just </i><i>couldn’t</i>.


    <i>I </i><i>didn’t </i><i>have </i><i>the </i><i>right </i><i>to </i><i>forgive </i><i>everything </i><i>on </i><i>behalf </i><i>of </i><i>me </i><i>back </i><i>then</i>.


    <i>The </i><i>pain </i><i>was </i><i>real</i><i>. </i><i>It </i><i>left </i><i>an </i><i>imprint </i><i>so </i><i>deep </i><i>that </i><i>it </i><i>shaped </i><i>who </i><i>I </i><i>became</i><i>, </i><i>changing </i><i>the </i><i>trajectory </i><i>of </i><i>my </i><i>life </i><i>and </i><i>my </i><i>personality </i><i>forever</i>.


    <i>To </i><i>just </i><i>let </i><i>it </i><i>go </i><i>so </i><i>easily</i><i>… </i><i>felt </i><i>like </i><i>betraying </i><i>the </i><i>child </i><i>who </i><i>had </i><i>suffered</i>.


    Winston shook his head quickly. Frustration was already written across his brows.


    <i>My </i><i>emotions </i><i>were </i><i>a </i><i>mess</i><i>. </i><i>It </i><i>felt </i><i>like </i><i>there </i><i>was </i><i>a </i><i>tug</i>–<i>of</i><i>–</i><i>war </i><i>happening </i><i>in </i><i>my </i><i>mind</i>.


    <i>One </i><i>voice </i><i>told </i><i>me </i><i>that </i><i>if </i><i>it </i><i>weren’t </i><i>for </i><i>them</i>, <i>I </i><i>wouldn’t </i><i>have </i><i>be </i><i>so </i><i>cold</i><i>, </i><i>irritable</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>depre </i><i>fallen </i><i>into </i><i>a </i><i>pain </i><i>that </i><i>never </i><i>seemed </i><i>to </i><i>end</i>.


    I <i>wouldn’t </i><i>have </i>


    <i>Another </i><i>voice </i><i>told </i><i>me </i><i>that </i><i>it </i><i>was </i><i>all </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>past </i><i>now</i>. <i>That </i>in <i>the </i><i>middle </i><i>of </i><i>all </i><i>the </i><i>chaos </i><i>and </i><i>change</i>, <i>I </i><i>had </i><i>formed </i><i>deeper </i><i>bonds </i><i>with </i><i>the </i><i>Ginger </i><i>family</i>. <i>I </i><i>had </i><i>realized </i><i>that </i><i>my </i><i>brothers </i><i>were </i><i>dependable and </i><i>sincere</i>, <i>that </i><i>my </i><i>mother’s </i><i>gaze </i>held <i>nothing </i><i>but </i><i>warmth</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>that </i><i>my </i><i>little </i><i>sister </i><i>was </i><i>the </i><i>most </i><i>special </i><i>person </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>world</i>….


    <i>So </i><i>if </i><i>all </i><i>that </i><i>was </i><i>true</i><i>, </i><i>shouldn’t </i><i>just </i><i>move </i><i>on</i>? <i>Wasn’t </i>it <i>a </i><i>little </i><i>dramatic </i><i>to </i><i>still </i><i>hold </i><i>onto </i>all <i>that </i><i>pain</i>?


    Chapter 456 Two Voices


    +8 Pearls


    The two voices shed inside Winston’s mind. He rubbed his temples, his brows tightening sharply as a <b>dull </b>ache crept through his head like nerve endings being pulled tight.


    Just then, his phone chimed with a new message.


    Winston exhaled slowly and lit up the screen again.


    Jean: “Alright, I won’t bring it up again. I feel like talking about it just upsets you.”


    He pressed his lips together and quickly typed a reply.


    Winston: “I’m not upset. It’s just… there are things I still can’t make sense of.”


    After sending that message, Jean on the other side went silent.


    Winston held his phone and instinctively shut his eyes.


    Half a minuteter, Jean finally replied:


    Jean: “Winston, can Ie see youter?”


    <i>Come </i><i>see </i><i>me</i><i>? </i>


    That caught him off guard.


    But deep down, he didn’t mind.


    <i>Even </i><i>if </i><i>I </i>still <i>had </i><i>mixed </i><i>feelings </i><i>toward </i><i>the </i><i>rest </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>Ginger </i><i>family</i><i>, </i><i>Jean </i><i>was </i><i>different</i>.


    Winston: “You want toe to me?”


    Winston: “If you really want to, I’lle pick you up. I don’t feelfortable letting youe alone.”


    Jean: “No need, Winston. You don’t have to pick me up. Just send me your address.”


    Jean: “I guess… you’re probably not staying in the school dorms, right?”


    Since Jean put it that way, Winston didn’t push further. He simply sent her his apartment address.


    Winston: “When you arrive, just give me a call.”


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