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Darsha could see her trying to read his emotions, good luck. No one would ever be able to read his his emotions because there was never any there. She hesitated for a moment before asking if he would want to talk about it. That it sometimes helped to forget, Darsha would never forget. He shook bis head and replied. "Father....he did...things to me. Ever since I could open my eyes, he touched me in places...hurt me in places, and destroyed me from the inside out." He explained, memories filled his mind and he shook his head and gave a angry growl. "Its not fair...why he did this to me...and mother....she was even worse." He looked at her and shook his head again and stood up, heading for the exit as he cursed himself. "I give up, i have nothing left to live for."