Yusef watched as Gavin, a man usually known for his gentle and refined demeanor, stood before him with veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes filled with an inextinguishable hatred.
His heart throbbed with a sharp, stabbing pain. What had this man endured to make him lose his composure like this?
He felt a sudden ache in his eyes, his throat tightening. He couldn't even muster the courage to acknowledge Gavin as his son.
After a long silence, he finally said in a low voice, "Although I don't know what happened back then, the harm you suffered was ultimately caused by me. I don't expect you to acknowledge me as your father, I just want a chance to make amends. Let me take good care of your mother, let me help her recover her memory."
Gavin stared at him for a long moment, his gaze fi
