"What do you want to talk about?" asked Ethan once more before inviting Nathan into his apartment.
"It's about Dad," Nathan said in a soft voice, a tremor of sadness emanating from his tone. He swallowed and looked down for a moment before meeting Ethan's gaze in front of him. His expression looked grim and gloomy.
Ethan let out a long sigh, "come in."
Nathan stepped into the same place he had visited for the first time. He looked right and left to see what was in his foster brother's apartment.
"Sit down," Ethan said coldly when he reached the living room.
"Say what you need to say, and then get out of here," he continued sternly.
Nathan looked at Ethan calmly, "All right," as he nodded.
"Please, go home," was all that came from Nathan's lips.
"Dad misses you so much," he continue
