Everything feels bizarre, my whole life has been a lie. I can't even face my father, or what should I call him? The truth I fought so hard to know ended up being something that still makes me shiver, The friends that started the journey with me—I can't find the courage to tell them, some things are better kept secret, Maybe I'll find the courage to tell them, maybe not.
I looked at Abel, and I smiled. All is well, I thought to myself.