Eventually Hoody is calm enough to unclench his fists and he nods for me to continue.
"My mum left us when I was eight," I say and I see from the corner of my eye that he nods. "I remember her saying that she hadn't wanted this and that she didn't want me. She said some other stuff and then she was gone."
I take a deep breath.
"Dad blamed me, told me it was all my fault." I nod, silently agreeing with my father.
"It wasn't your fault, Bella," Hoody says and I can hear the storm brewing behind the calm. "None of it was your fault. I was told that everything that happened to me was… but it wasn't. It isn't."
He wipes away the tears that I hadn't even realized I was releasing.
"How can it not be?" I whisper, sniffling.
Oh dear, Bella.
Hmm.. Hoody will reassure her.
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