Petra took me to the door of a bedroom. " This is the largest room in the villa and with the best lighting. Your dad prepared it many years ago for you to stay in. Although he knew you'd feel sickened by the fact that Cindy once stayed here, he still wished that you’d accept it. But don't worry, your dad renovated the room. As he was afraid that you wouldn't like the design, he even asked Theo about the interior styles you prefer. He took Munchkin to Zenon to study the design of the house you had in Zenon as a point of reference."
Petra took me into the bedroom after saying that.
The room was huge and looked to be a hundred square feet, equivalent to a suite of an ordinary family. It was plainly decorated, just the way that I liked it.
I put Munchkin on the bed and covered him with a blanket.
Petra said with a smile, "Your dad and I picked the clothes in the closet. I notice that you tend to dress simpler, so I bought them according to your preference. I'm not sure if you like them or not. It's okay if you don't. Your dad and I can buy new ones for you. Your dad also bought the bags and accessories when he went abroad. I know Theo is really nice to you and you might not fancy these things, but as parents, we wish to give you the best.
“We’ve made plenty of mistakes over the years and wish to do everything we can to compensate for them. I know you can't completely forgive us yet, and we won't force you to be close to us. As long as you promise to visit us when you're free, we'll be more than happy."
Petra could not help but sob when she got to the end of the sentence.
I held her and said softly, "Stop crying. It won't be good for your health. We’ll be fine."
I knew this whole time that everybody would be fine as long as I could let go.
Perhaps Cassey was right. There was no changing the things that had happened. They were my parents. No matter how much I resented them, I had no way of cutting off ties with them.
It was better to go along with it rather than make everyone suffer.
The hardest thing to cut off in this world was blood ties. Only blood ties could help us find our way back when we were lost. Although I had no feelings for them, our blood ties remained. In the remaining years to come, I thought I should try and get along with them just like a family.
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