"I blamed you for making mom want to leave us... me... " He says looking at his dad who widens his eyes, Dylan continues, "...because I didn't have guts to put blame on me." He sighs looking away.
"I am such a coward."
His dad starts laughing hysterically as he listened to his son's explanation, " Why are you laughing?!" Dylan yells on top of his lungs feeling embarrassed as well as nervous. The elder just shakes his head in disbelief, "Why aren't you hating me? I told you... why I did. So why?" Dylan speaks with his low tone, the latter stops laughing hearing those words.
"Why would I hate you because of that? Moreover, I am relieved that you opened up." He says observing Dylan's small gestures and he continues, "I would mind whatever you do to me... unless you be with me. It did hurt here..." He says placing his hand on the chest where Dylan's eyes followed.
