Day Dream
“Are your hands still cold? Please forgive me, I couldn't do much to help you at that time. I'm so useless. I can't fulfill my promise to always protect you, you must have forgotten all that, but when we were little, I swore I would protect you forever. But, I couldn't fulfill my promise. Forgive me, would you?"

Aaron's voice echoed in his ears. Dakota turned around and found no one beside him. He had a dream, in the middle of the day, when he wasn't asleep. What, is that part of his memory? But no, Aaron never visited him in the hospital in all this time. Although never in that situation.

Dakota grabbed his phone and called someone who he thought could give him an answer at that moment.

"Yes, Young Master" the deep voice on the other side of the phone, Roger.

"Roger, can you give me data about Aaron's biological father, Robert Eralda?"

For a while, it seemed like Roger was trying to make sure that what he was hearing was true until he answered.

"Of course, Young Master, just a sec, I'
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