It all started when at the age of 14 he decided to show his attraction to the male sex: he went to his parents in the living room, asked for their attention, took a sigh, and slightly screamed, everything going through his head, inside him, all his fears and overthinking... but then he wanted to erase everything, go back... His father slapped him, loud and firm on the cheek, which still hurts when he thinks about it, and he started yelling at him. His mother was too weak to yell at him.. too weak to defend his son... too weak to understand him.... and, of course, burst into tears and fled to a new home.He remembered cursing him, but over the years he understood the lesson, as a son and now as a father and I am really happy to live my life with him. His actions and his life will never be forgotten in our family.I love him so much♡, rest in peace, my love.
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The Love♡ I Believed In
RomanceThe Love I believe in is when people help each other with their problems, comfort them with their presence & feel they as the luckiest person to have someone like them; so I wanted to write this book for my husband, who was I politician, that wanted...
