�Your sister is different from Arcane.�You can tell just by looking at how many people follow.�Even if it�s false, then that�s it.�No one knows what other people are thinking, even if it�s not my sister.�I mean I don�t know�just believe and live�Even if no one trusts you, you can trust yourself.�If you truly love someone, there must be people in the world who love you with the same heart.�

�no!�It can�t be!�what do you know�What do you know, you say such a thing!�

Marsha, dedicated to evil, denied Sirone�s words.�But when she realized that her tears were running down her cheeks, she stopped her words in surprise.

Even now, my heart is not sad at all.�But why are the tears flowing?

�uh?�Come on?�Why are the tears suddenly����.�

How tightly closed was it that tears flowed first before emotions could be opened?

But not anymore.�As her memories, which she had left in her lockdown, came into consciousness, Marsha finally came face to face with her own trauma for the first time.

It was one day when I was 17 years old.�

Marsha, who was lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling, was approaching Marsha, smelling of alcohol.

Always the same situation, always the same violence.

Marsha was conscious of the dagger hidden behind her back.�The cold touch seemed to freeze my skin.

�You can hug me.�

The adoptive father raised his eyes as if in shock.

Marsha still vividly remembered the monstrous feelings that filled her adoptive father�s pupils.

Marsha grabbed the dagger.�he was coming�He was in a situation where he had no choice but to stab.

But at this moment, the father she imagined was different from the father she remembered.

Raising her upper body, her father buried her face in her chest and gently stroked her back.

�I�m sorry so far, Marsha.�you are my daughter.�

The word I wanted to hear the most in the world.

The moment I remembered that one word, the door to my heart that had been closed was completely opened.�Emotions that had been suppressed for 10 years burst out and I couldn�t control my tears.

�Black!�Whoops!�

Marsha, embraced by Sirone, burst into tears.

�Aww!�dad!�Daddy!�

Sirone didn�t say anything.�She was just stroking her back.

�dad!�why did you do that!�Sorry!�I�m sorry, Dad!�

The truth is, I wanted to hug him like this.�No matter how violent he was, he hoped that the man who had taken him in as an orphan would remain his father to the end.

�It�s okay, sister.�It�s fine now.�

Marsha�s past was breaking.�It was reconstructed as a little bit harder memory and was turning into hope to live in the future.

�Aaaaaagh!�dad!�dad����!�

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