Richard's POV
Surprise as I walked through the garden. My mind felt calmer. This was one of those times where I just needed to be alone and take a moment for myself. I had to deal with Thogos annoying voice every day and it was pure torture. Every time he spoke, I always remembered how my childhood was like. My mom was his personality slave. She always did everything he said and in doing so, I was seriously affected.
I wish he wasn't my father.
The weather started changing a bit. The air getting colder and wetter and the sound of the birds slowly fading away into silence. I could feel a bad memory coming to disturb me and there was nothing I could do.
FLASHBACK
"Richard." A woman yelled. "Come downstairs."
The little boy rushed down to see why his mother was calling him. He held his teddy bear in one hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes with the other. "Yes, mom."