Chapter 64

　　Outside the window, dawn breaks the sky. It is bright now. 　　I sit up with my arms supporting myself. 　　"How could his father beat him like that? Even if his father was like that, his mother should have stopped it......" 　　I am very clear in my heart that there must be a reason why Freddy hates the world and he must have encountered something particularly terrible. 　　Not only does he hate the world, he does not want to leave a child in it. 　　I believe no one is born evil. 　　Thinking this way, I suddenly hate him less. 　　He is not a bad guy, and I am not bad, but fate has tied us together. That is the problem. 　　During the breakfast, we sit at opposite ends of the table. I eat cereal, have milk and sigh. 　　"Thanks for getting my phone back last night." I speak first to break the silence. 　　"I am sorry that my mother slapped you." He utters the apology he has been repressing. 　　My face lights up and I say, "It was not you that slapped me. Why are you apologizing to me?" 　　"It is not go