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1.) You may wanna know

2.) You may need to know

3.) Notes

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1.) SEVERED

Delft, 2014.

It was in that year when Brian first came to know the true weight of disillusionment. It came not only as a son’s heartbreak, but as one man wounded by another, the very man he had long regarded as a moral compass. In that instant, the figure of his father, once held in quiet reverence, never to return to what it had been.

“So this is the reason you sent me away,” his composure fraying.

"Not because you cared about my education, but because you were afraid someone might discover what you did to my mother!”

Nothing more needed to be said. Some revelations don’t require argument, they settle into the body like a slow ache. From that moment on, home ceased to feel like a place of refuge. Family became something distant, stripped of certainty and warmth.

Brian remained away for 4 years. Not out of anger alone, but because leaving had become easier than returning. When he finally came back, it wasn’t forgiveness that brought him home. His mom had been waiting, patiently, all alone.