Andrew pov..
After resting at his home for a while, I noticed I was starting to regain myself. I sat down and looked at the man. I couldn't believe he would take care of me this way, and I'm grateful that he did.
After finishing, I sat down and watched him as he walked towards me and sat close by.
"You need to start heading home. You've been here for a long time, and your family might be worried. I know you want me to tell you all about yourself, but it's not yet time. You need to save yourself for now. If you know the truth about yourself, you might end up regretting coming to this world."
I looked at him when he said that. Was my life this bad that he didn't want to tell me? I looked up at him, turned to face him, and spoke.