A few weeks have passed and I and Jason had started to fully cooperate with each other's presence in the apartment. It's like Jason was the only thing missing from my apartment that could actually be called a home.
Each conversation we shared takes us one step closer to each other's memories, life, and secrets.
I told him a few days ago about the fact of how my mother died and how my life was like before and after she died. He looked at me with a pitiful look then the next day after that he told me about his relationship with Michael.
I was completely surprised about him being Michael's adopted son. I never knew that the two of them were even that close until he described to me all his moments with Michael when he was young. Well, that explains the photo he had with him.
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