I shook my head.
"No, my mother and my father came from New Orleans. My father got an opportunity in Grimwood and that was how they arrived here, more than twenty years ago. It was also here that they had me." My eyes became unfocused when past details consumed my mind without my permission. "However, my mother had a severe depression that extended for years after my birth. My father found her in the bathtub with her wrists cut while I cried in the crib. And he, well... You already know how that ended." I dug my nails into my palms, stabilizing my hands, as well as my emotions and my tone of voice. I took a sip of the scalding coffee that Dr. Rayson offered me as soon as I entered through the door. "I do not have contact with my relatives, no one was left for me besides Alan and Nadia. Bu
