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Axel ran an hand through his hair as he paced around the one room in his house that no one but him was allowed in, he frowned, yelled and cursed in Swedish up at the painting of him and his family during a happier time when they had not been torn apart. 

He didnt even hear Brent come in as he knelt in front of the picture and broke down in tears, as he felt a hand on his shoulder he turned and looked at him. “I’m sorry you have to see me like this..” He whispered to him.