Chapter 020
Author: BOSSSESamaaaa
last update2026-08-04 17:43:28
The more Norman remembered, the heavier his chest became.

He remembered his father's face at the doorway of that warehouse—Charles Calloway, a man he had never once seen cry in his entire life, standing there with his mouth open and eyes that couldn't process what was in front of him. Not because he didn't want to. But because the human mind sometimes has its own defense mechanisms, refusing to accept a reality too crushing to swallow all at once.

His mother collapsed on the spot.

Her knees h
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