He swung it open slightly to peek outside, hoping to see whoever it was. Instead of seeing one person, he saw two, both men. He frowned at the unexpected appearance before pulling the door fully open and stepping aside so that they could walk in.
The shorter of the two men walked past him without speaking a word, making his way towards the dining table before sitting down.
The taller man, however, remained silent. He simply stood in the doorway, looking down the hall that led to his son's room. When he finally decided to speak, his voice was soft and quiet. "What happened, Lance?
Why did you hide your identity and why did you change your looks?" he asked. Lance's heart sank and tears formed in his eyes once again. "I don't want to go back. I'm not ready for my life to end so early…" he cried quietly.
