I had a lot of questions running through my mind to ask Jason.

Like why his parents weren't living together.

I became more anxious when I saw some photos of him inside the middle page of a book on his desk.

In one of the photos, he was in a picture with a woman who really looked like him. And the way she was holding him. It was as if he meant everything to her.

And then another one with the same woman but with a man now and Jason was in the Middle of the photo.
They looked so cute together like one small happy family.

But it didn't make any sense. What about his parents here. The ones he lived with.

I kept all that to myself. It was my first day in his house and I didn't want to pry.

"There's always a next time"
I thought to myself.

I'll still get a chance to find out the big secrets he was keeping and the secrets to his heart.