“Eight”
Finnegan went straight home after leaving the penthouse. He drove as safely as he could while looking at the road almost in blur in his eyes. When he got home, his parents were waiting for him in the living room.
The young Jarupanivh didn't notice the worried figures as he climbed the marble staircase. His steps were heavy and his shoulders were dropped. Boon was about to get up and approach his son but Ram stopped his husband.
"Let him go, love. P'Irene already told us about what happened. Just let him be for now. He came home. Safe. That's all that matters for now. We'll talk to him tomorrow." Ram whispered to Boon.
The omega sighed and slumped his head on his husband's shoulder. "You're right. And even if I try to talk to him when he's like that, he wouldn't open up anywa
