Chapter 47 Cousin's Peculiarity

• Our ancestral house was in a small town deep in the rural areas. It used to have inconvenient traffic but now the highway had reached there. A trip back would take just about 4-5 hours.
• I dreaded to go back. Although it had been the place I grew up, the moment I recalled how I was specially brought up for the sake of getting sacrificed, I felt uncomfortable.
• I couldn't even remember when mother passed away. All I remembered was a gentle aunty that coaxed me to sleep every night when I was little. She'd even tell me stories. When I grew older, I slept alone. There was someone that brought me to school and back every day.