Chapter 2183 Damn Dress: A Love Story:>63

"Your being saved doesn't really do a damn thing for me. Because even if you were too fucked up to remember, I remember. Oh, every little detail is engrained into my brain. Let's stroll down memory lane since you can't remember. Do you remember beating the shit out of me every other night? Maybe you remember me spitting up blood in the fucking bathroom because you broke my rib. Or locking me in a closet all day with no food or water? You did that quite a few times. Want me to go on?" Harold hung his head. He honestly didn't remember some of those things, but unfortunately, a lot of it he did.