Meanwhile, Hugo stayed in his room as soon as they reached home. Since they left the station, his mind had been stuck on the family he encountered. He was in disbelief that such injustice could happen and even with the authorities involved, there was nothing that was done.
This was his first experience of another face of reality.
It was... infuriating — disturbing.
Knock knock
Hugo blinked and turned to the door, catching Atlas peek at the gap.
"You okay?" Atlas asked without even taking a step inside.
"Do I not look okay?"
"Yes."
Hugo chuckled and moved, adjusting his position on the bed. Atlas took this as an invitation to get inside the room, not daring to sit on his brother’s bed with his outdoor clothes. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
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"Why do you always lay down on your bed with your outdoor clothes?" Atlas couldn’t help but ask. "That’s disgusting."
"Did you come here to comfort me? Or criticize me?"
"Comfort you, but this habit is disturbing."
Hugo let out a deep sigh while Atlas decided to drop the subject.
"What happened while you were gone with Penny?" Like always, Atlas didn’t beat around the bush. "I know something happened and you guys just don’t want to tell us."
"First Brother, is there something that goes past your eyes?"
"Yes. I’m not superhuman to detect everything in one glance. I don’t do fortunes like Penny, so people still need to tell me things for me to know. But because you’re like an open book among us, it’s easy to know when you’re hiding something."
Hugo studied his brother and sighed for the second time. Atlas would say things with such a straight face.
"Penny and I encountered something that’s very infuriating," Hugo summarized the situation from start to finish. Not that he made the situation sound light, but he just told what was important. "It’s annoying, and it’s disturbing. One of the troublemakers in the station even said that this country is the best place to live if you’re a criminal. What he said made me angry, but at the same time, it says a lot of things."
Atlas rocked his head. "I see." his reaction didn’t share his second brother’s sentiments.
Hugo frowned. "Aren’t you angry at what I just said?"
"Why would I get angry?" Atlas tilted his head to the side. "It’s not my family, and it’s not my business. The battered wife chose to protect her abuser, blatantly abandoning her daughter in the process. I sympathize with them, but at the same time, I’m just seventeen. Even if it bothered me, there was nothing I could do."
"Right."
What Atlas said was his honest thoughts about the story, but he also understood that he and Hugo were different in many things.
"Hugo," he called, making his second brother lift his eyes back to him. "It’s not your fault."
"I never said it’s my fault."
"But the way you sulk in here tells me you blame yourself for it."
Hugo’s mouth opened, but he shut them again. Deep in his heart, he had to admit he was a little regretful, and in a way, he felt pathetic and powerless.
"I’m not saying to poke your nose where it doesn’t belong, but I’m just saying even the police couldn’t do anything."
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