|| Ian/Dean ||

“Dad!” I tried to t©uçh him but he flin-ch away and frown.

He keeps staring at me like I’m some foreign being, is it that he doesn’t remember me?.

“Dad, it’s me, Ian, your son!”

“My son?!” I nod eagerly.

He tilts his head and take a closer look at my face, he reach out slowly and t©uçh my face.

But just when a look of recognition almost crossed his eyes, his breath quic-kens and he falls back but I caught him in time. He holds his head and begin muttering something.

I listened closely and got what he’s saying.

“N-nancy, Nancy,,, N-nancy,,, N-nancy,,,,!”

“Dad, Dad, calm...