Chapter 34 — The Tables Have Turned!

When I was much younger, Father used to be able to read my emotions from my eyes. He always told me that I was such an open person even when I tried not to be. I'd tell him I was fine, and he'd know I wasn't just by looking into my eyes.

It used to feel good. Being understood without having to speak.

Not once did I imagine that the tables would turn so quickly.

Now, I was being misunderstood without having to speak.

“Don't give me that guilty stare. ...