I got up helplessly. As I left, my elbow unintentionally scraped against a sizable fragment of the already crumbling paint.
As the dry lime soil scattered, the small red bricks within the wall were all exposed.
Inadvertently, I caught sight of a conspicuous white object nestled within the crevice between the dark red brick walls.
I took the object out, full of doubts. Until I shook off the dust on it, I realized it was something I had prepared back then.
However, when I opened it with trembling hands and saw the contents inside, I was struck with astonishment. It felt as if someone had delivered a powerful blow to my head with a stick, leaving me unable to regain my composure for a long time.
After a while, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I surrendered to my grief and burst into uncontrollable sobs.
I was like a wounded wolf, howling alone in the wilderness, my miserable voice mixed with anger and sadness.
Until this moment, I had always believed that the mystery that had troubled me since I was ten years old would remain unsolved.
Unexpectedly, today, I learned the hidden truth of the past at the place where the sin began.