"So? Whom do you get your eye colour from? Your mom or your dad?" I asked Caleb when we were walking back from the café at around dawn, and I realised I had never had this proper conversation with Caleb... about his parents and how he found out and how he feels about all of it.
"I'm not sure, but if the picture I had seen of them proves anything, it would be my paternal granddad." He answered after taking a deep breath.
"Hmm." I buzzed, hugging my overcoat tighter with one of my arms, while the other held my heels down. I was walking barefoot, removed them to walk on the cold sand at the beach just a few streets away from the café, and although Caleb was absolutely against it, he removed his loafers too to keep me company. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Talk about what?" He asked, pur
