I just looked at him as he looked down. If I asked him what the hell happened then he will tell me and I had to pretend like I cared for him. I had to act all up and tell him all was fine.
When I didn’t give a damn about what happened to him. Because deep down I knew something was up with him just like his father. But he was painting everything on his father like he had nothing to do with any of it all. He was a grown ass man and he would have easily declined his father’s offer. He was powerful and he could have beat his father up if he insisted of forcing him to do what he didn’t want to do.
I mean his father was a freaking snowman and nothing else — making it easy for him to beat his father. But he decided to go with whatever was happening, because he also had a hand in everything. H
