a monster killed my dad, your mom, you, and me. he had black fur, one arm wings, a sword, and a dog’s face. i was able to save you with a kiss, but i couldn’t do anything for our parents. but that’s… that’s not…
You start to choke up. It took a lot to be able to talk about that without showing how much it hurt, but it got so much worse.
the queen of the trolls found my dad’s body. she…
You choke up.
she made him into a cake… it was red…
Your tears start to fall freely.
i couldn’t stop her.
You immediately rush in to hug him, rubbing his back sympathetically.
Oh my goodness, John…
You’re at a loss for words for once in your life. You search for how to even talk to him after learning that information.
I’m so sorry. No one should have to go through anything like that.
You try to reassure and assuage him with a soft tone of voice.
You poor thing…
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