(Flashback)
"If anything happens to me, I am trusting my son to you, Julian," Marcus had said as he coughed once more.
"Nothing will happen to you, Mark. It's probably just a fever."
Marcus chuckled as he looked down at the bloodied tissue. He doubted it.
"Adrian is still young and naive. I'm the only family he has left. Please, Julian."
Julian sighed as he looked down at his long-time friend and cousin.
"What nonsense is that? You and I are family. You don't even need to ask such a useless question. Your son is my son," Julian had reassured.
Marcus's eyes filled with unshed tears as he mumbles a quick "thank you".
"Actually," Marcus began, "there is another favor I have to ask of you."
Julian nodded his head, encouraging for him to continue.
"If I do end up leaving this w
