TRIGGER WARNING;MENTIONS OF SA
Draven POV
We stayed just like that, chatting, until people began to file back into the hall. Surprisingly, thirty minutes had passed already.
I watched Mateo as he helped a woman to her seat. Her face was partially covered with a hoodie so I couldn’t really see her face.
Behind them, an older man trailed, walking slowly with his head slightly lowered. He was the carbon copy of Mateo except for the way he was hunched over and the obvious marks of time that covered his face and hair.
No doubt that he was their father.
I cleared my throat as the door was shut on all the women who tried to peep in to see what was happening inside the hall, “now that everyone’s here, let’s begin.”
The clerk stepped forward again, pointing at Mateo, “you may call on your w
