Chapter 22. Bonding

Finally, after that emotional, tear-jerking episode, we are now perched at the dining area, almost finishing off our breakfast. A very delicious breakfast that I have not had for ages. These are some of the things we occasionally manage to afford in our home. Things like pizza, I only got to taste them in his house. Anyway, such was life, and this still is life.

Touring my eyes around the beautiful house, I realize just how plain the inside of his house looks. Aside from the cream paint and the furniture, there is no interior decor aside from this one picture of Liam and Mitch that hangs so lonely on the wall in the sitting area. Even back then, they just wore gloomy faces—no sign of brightness on their faces, and there was even some distance between them. Holding hands ought to have been the only convincing gesture to convince the camera, which failed despite an attempt.

Anyone can tell that they were miserable souls, angry at the whole world. It seems like it was taken