VICTOR

We both got into the car and we pulled out of the parking lot. We haven't really spoke a lot after the words he said inside the warehouse.

It was my third time seeing him physically in 6 years that I've known about him.

Always mentioned, he wasn't ready to meet me.

Nicholas sat in the passenger seat, his arms crossed, his jaw tight. He hadn’t said a word since we got in the car.

I glanced over at him, trying to read his expression, but he kept his gaze fixed on the road ahead.

“He’s grown now”, I thought, stealing another look at him.

He looked so much...