When he had to step into his son's bedroom fifteen years ago and tell him his closest friend had committed suicide in desperation, a part of Faustino had broken right along with Isaac's heart. It was without a doubt the most dreadful day of his life. It had been difficult but also anticipated, for him to lose his first wife. She'd been ill for a while. Nico's death, on the other hand, came unexpectedly, with little time to prepare. Faustino had realized his son was smitten with the man even if Isaac had never spoken it.
And now he was in love with another young man who was in a predicament that was all too familiar to Nico's. And it was frightening Isaac to death.
"You can't allow them to force him into it, dad." Isaac had recovered his composure, but his dread and terror lingered just
