“At least my memory isn’t about some stupid game.” he added, furrowing his eyebrows at her remark. He could still remember the day she left, not even a goodbye was he given. There was no use in dwelling over something that couldn’t be changed, it all belonging to the past. “Ah, the parents-made-me-leave card. Don’t you think it’s getting too old for use, Bambi?”
"Right.. Stupid game” she nodded her head and pursed her lips together. She wished she could tell him how depressed she was when she knew that she might not see him again that day, she wished she could show him what really happened to her. “I was 9, Ethan, I was fucking 9” she argued back.