Sasha's POV:
I got frozen in my spot ''he can't be him right?''. Hans came with a glass of juice. Maybe he is a bit surprised by my confused look.
"This can't be you right?" I asked pointing to a 5yera old kid in one of the photos.
"Who else you expect it to be?" he chuckled.
My eyes went so wide as the realization dawned on me, for a second my brain traveled to that corner of my brain where my childhood memories are stored. I can see his face, his features, the cute little kid, his giggles. How can he be Hans?
"Dhruv," I said out loud and Hans reflects my expression now. All he said is "F**k".
I laughed even though I'm in shock, I burst into laughter. "Wait, wait...how do you know?" he asked.
We both sat, that's the better way to discuss things.
"How do you know?" he asked again.
