He was sitting at his desk, and his father was sitting in front of him. What is it you wanted to say? "I'm sorry, son. I was very wrong in my words.I love you, son. You were right. I should have been supportive of your match, not trying to break it," Father continued. "As much as I don't want to admit it. I need help. I sat with Sirus today he was able to use his gift to pull on those memories that cause me pain and get to the root of it. I'm not fixed it will take time, but I'm trying," Father said. Okay, thank you for accepting the help. "I meant it. I want to help Alex she reminds me of a young Titus, your brother he was never afraid to push back at me," Okay, he accepts your apology, and we can try again. "Thank you, son. Where are you going tonight it was mentioned at dinner?" He

