Each word felt like a nail sealing his fate. When the confession ended, silence filled the room.
Frank knew. He was finished.
Later, with what little mercy remained, he was allowed one final meeting with his son.
When Jade entered, Frank looked up, his eyes already brimming with tears, his usual arrogance completely shattered.
"I know I was wrong…" he whispered, his voice breaking as tears slid down his cheeks.
Jade stood still, his chest tightening painfully as he watched his father like this.
Even now… even after everything… the man before him was still the one who had raised him, who had once stood proudly behind him since childhood.
Frank lowered his head, his voice turning soft, almost pleading.
"I don't want to stay here…" he murmured. "Can you… Do something? Can you get me out of this…?"
Jade's eyes widened slightly, disbelief flickering across his face.
'This… this is what he called me for…?'
