"Julian" his voice trailed off as that person from shadows approached him.
Julian bent down on his knee and took his father's hand.
"How are you, father?" he asked with the same emotions brimming on his face.
"Julian…..is it really you" Elder Braxton asked as his voice choked.
"I thought you were dead five years back" a tear slowly made its way down his sagged cheek.
"I am good now…..right. Actually I was in coma for all those years. After that attack, I didn't die…I was saved by council" Julian said.
When Elder Braxton heard the word council, it is only when he remembered Jean. He looked at her for brief moment and then looked at his son.
"Jean…" he is about to ask something but Julian interfered.
"She is my own daughter and your granddaughter" Julian said and warmly smiled at Jean and Scott.
"Then…Sophia?" Elder Braxton couldn't help but ask. Back then, he almost thought that his son is a gay.
