Zen's Pov
I sit idly, watching her break apart. She had opened up to me just so I could be comfortable but I still don't think I could, not yet thought.
"he would hit my mom and me whenever I tried to protect her. He would also collect the little money mom earned to buy alcohol and also gamble. It became so bad that I was always scared to come home. Some days he would be sober and then he would ask for forgiveness but the next day he came back drunk and became more abusive. Days went by with this going on, then one day...." she pauses, her eyes lost in space, pain evident in her beautiful brown orbs
"you don't need to--"
"no...I don't mind, this is not only to help you but me. I've always been avoiding the thought of my past but today I want to talk about it so I can forget it permanently" she says sadly and I slowly nod my head, allowing her to continue