Arthur walked to his father’s study room as slowly as possible. A lot of thoughts crossed his mind while he walked. Some rational and some irrational thoughts. He shook his head and opened the door. His father was seated in his chair.
“You realize right,” his father said.
“Huh? What?” Arthur said softly. It was like he almost lost his voice out of nervousness.
“You do realize right, what happened today to Ashley will happen to you too,” Arthur did not need any more explanation. All his fears of his father investigating him secretly had become true.
His father pulled the drawer and threw out a few photographs of Arthur and Ethan. It was from college and pubs and kart races. In all the pictures, Ethan was either holding Arthur's hand or hugging or kissing.
Arthur swallowed the lump in h
