"Dad... how did you feel when you found out Aunt Nora wasn't my biological mother? You know, when Uncle Demetri was trying to get a reaction out of you and all that."
Erasmi glanced up from the file in his hands, locking eyes with his son through the camera. He narrowed his gaze, studying Cai closely. It wasn't like his son to initiate video calls to him—those were usually reserved for the women in the family. Erasmi was more accustomed to receiving brief texts or the occasional phone call. A video call paired with this particular question from Cai...
"Why are you asking?"
"I asked first," Cai pointed out, a hint of stubbornness in his tone. Erasmi merely shrugged, leaning back in his chair. "Too bad, kid. I don't have to answer you until you answer me first."
