Fabian
It was the morning after I got to Quincy's house and saw blood on his living room floor. A lot had happened since then. I have now been reunited with my son, a child that I loved more than life, but I didn't even know existed until a few hours ago, and now it felt like without him my life would be meaningless.
My mother also met her grandson too, and she was smitten with him. It was to the extent that it would have been so bad and awkward if it were not reciprocated, but he loved her very much. They would have the best relationship, I was sure of it, and I was so happy for the both of them. Or I would have been so happy if the situation and the circumstances were normal, which they were not, and so the only thing that was on my mind was how to find Ara. The police were doing a lot
