"Let me ask you plainly—do you like men?" To learn the truth, Adam put forward his question in front of Aryan.
Hearing such unexpected question froze Aryan for a second. "W–what?" he stammered, startled by the bluntness. "How did you...?"
Adam leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "So, it's true?" he pressed, his voice soft but heavy with weight. "Who is he?" His tone laced with suspicion.
Aryan stiffened, forcing a calmness into his voice. "Dad... I know it be a bit awkward for you to learn such thing... But you have to understand that I like guys... I mean I like that person personally, not everyone... He is a nice person. And I love that guy very much..."
"That's not what I asked," Adam said, his voice firm, demanding. "I want a name. Who is he?"
Aryan hesitated, searching for the right words. "He's someone you know..." he began carefully.
