Chapter 39 Their Gem
- My mother slowly shifted away from me to the side, sober and staring at my father, who didn't look too happy to see me, his face holding his displeasure.
- I clutched at my bag, holding his gaze, my eyes pleading for forgiveness.
- How could he still be angry with me when it was many years ago? He knew my reason; didn't he say I took after him with my fighting spirit?