Then he pointed to the door and said.
"Go, get out. Go and solve your problem, be a man."
Camilo got up and walked to the door, while Mr Julian got back to what he was doing.
After leaving his dad's study, Camilo was despondent. He went to the garden and sat there thinking. For over eighteen years now, he had obeyed all his dad's orders starting from how to sit, eat, talk to people, and also how to behave. And today, his dad paid up his loyalty, obedience, and love by outrightly calling him a bastard because of Elio, a son who didn't care about what his dad wanted.
He was wiping off the tears on his face when his mom arrived at the garden.
"Are you okay?" She asked and sat down next to him on the grass. She cupped his face in her two hands and brought it before her and then, she landed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"I am fine," Camilo replied with a false smile on his face.
She understood that he was lying and tried to make him tell her what was wrong but he wouldn't. She gave up after a while and then asked him.
"Do you want to come inside and have a cup of tea mixed with a little honey with me like old times?" She asked with a smile.
"No. I don't feel like it." He replied showing his disinclination.