Pain in existence is inevitable. What difference does it make it comes from him or someone else? He's been kind to me before. At least I know there's more than pain if I stay.

[His voice is flat, quiet, as though he needs to be soft to keep everything together.]

I think I am only what I was raised to be. Everything here in this house was just an attempt at being something I'm not. Playing human like we played house. If I leave this place... then I'll have to admit that part of me also wasn't real. Just like the rest of it.