"How did you meet him?" I started to probe him because there was a significant age difference between Arthur and Ethan, so he would have had more of an idea of what had happened back then.
"My father brought him one night, ordered that a room be prepared for him, and then, at dinner time, revealed to us that he was his son," he chuckled softly. "Now that I think about it, I believe I was too dramatic that night, when in reality Ethan wasn't to blame for being born nor for the kind of father he had."
"Is that why your relationship is so good?" I asked, a bit skeptical about what he was telling me, because even though Ethan took care of his older brother, he also rebelled against him quite a bit, and if it weren't for his illness, it was more than likely he wouldn't have agreed to take o
