Chase’s POV
I walked into the room of the little man and I saw three small chairs in front of a small table. I glanced at Arya. Did she tell him about this?
“Cham, what’s all this? You haven’t slept?” the little man shook his head.
“Come on have a seat” he gestured to the little chair. I and Arya exchanged a look and sat. The chair was small but strong. For a moment I thought it would break apart. I noticed the way my son behaved. Like a little adult. Then it occurred to me that he must have grown fast because I was not in the picture. There was a tightness in my throat. I felt like a horrible person. I swallowed and continued watching home. I was prepared for anything that would come out of this meeting. Even rejection. I would take it but I will always love my son. No matter what.
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