"I didn't work hard for nothing. I worked day and night, so my sons have the freedom to explore what they want and have opportunities to pursue them. You and Luke… were the reason I am who I am today. So don't be hard on yourself. Your old man got your back. Understand?"
Maynard smiled reassuringly at his son, patting Asher's back before leaning back comfortably. Meanwhile, Asher could only watch his father enjoy the wine straight from the bottle quietly. This wasn't the first time Maynard would utter such cheesy remarks.
Back then, Asher would find it utterly annoying. He thought Maynard was just being Maynard, careless, sometimes irresponsible, and simply jolly. Someone who would spew nonsense. But now Asher wanted to believe his father meant everything.
"How?" he blurted out under his breath, making Maynard's brows raise. Maynard was still chugging the wine with his eyes on Asher when Asher asked, "how can I get the freedom if I think it's not for me?"
