His mother soon calmed down after her brief emotional outburst, drying her tears before she sat back down directly across from him.
She exhaled, looking down at her hands for a brief moment as she tried to gather her thoughts.
"Where do I even start about your father…" she muttered softly, her voice filled with a profound sense of uncertainty.
It was clear that summarizing the life of a man shrouded in so much mystery was an incredibly daunting task for her to handle.
She had kept these secrets buried deep within her heart for so many years that finding the right words to begin the explanation felt almost impossible.
She paused for a brief moment to stabilize her voice before continuing with her explanation, her eyes turning deeply serious.
"He's not actually from this continent… but the western continent," she revealed, the words dropping like a heavy weight into the quiet room.
