Sean
The warm touch made me open my eyes, and seeing a smile on his face made me smile too. From the first time I saw him, I liked him, even though he wasn’t my biological child.
“Good morning,” I greeted him warmly.
His smile widened, giving me space to get up from my sleep in the chair. Again, because I was busy reading scripts for another film, I had fallen asleep in my workspace.
Julian must have come here looking for me. Sometimes he would find me in his room, sometimes here.
“Good morning, Dad,” he greeted me after I had sat up properly.
I still couldn’t understand people who treated Julian badly. How could they act that way toward such a kind and sweet child?
After I heard the story from Amelia, I was angry. They truly didn’t seem like human beings and deserved to be punished
