"What happens now?" I asked him anxiously. He turned around to look at me with pained eyes.
"What do tu mean what happens?" I knew he was trying to fill his voice with hate, to drive me off, so i didn't have to leave him with so much pain.
"To me...I can't just leave...I.." I stopped myself from saying the words. I would only cause más pain, más suffering. Was that the only thing I was good enough for? To bring anguish and misery upon everyone around me? Was this what my father wanted me to do? To leave me with nothing but pain, and spread it to everyone else?
I looked up at him, I could...
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