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prologue.

The truth is people love you

and they keep loving you

until they don't need you anymore.

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Taki's POV

Someone once told me that it was an ugly sight – a man who is afraid.

That 'someone' was my father. He said that to me once when I was still a young boy, after looking down the escalator of a shopping centre realising we were hundreds of metres above the ground. Ever since, I started hating heights with a passion. Not only were they absolutely terrifying, but it was the reason my dad roasted me.

The last time I saw him though, he was petrified. He was scared shitless. His face alone scared me too, because not once in my life had I seen him like that. Not once in my life had I seen my father, a tough, strict man, ever look even slightly afraid. My father could not be afraid of anything. I was sure of that, until then. Until that one moment.

I was a lot older at this point.

His eyes were wide. His face so pale, almost drained of blood.

And before I knew it, he was dead.

I had watched him die. The whole process. From the moment he stared at me and held on to me...until his last breath.

I wish the horrors stopped there. I wish everything stopped there, because everything afterward would not matter in the slightest. Because nothing, not even time can replace what had been taken away.

But it didn't end there. The world simply continues on taking what I never deserved in the first place.

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