Capítulo 539: Hoping, Part 2

Only one right answer, and only one right way to say it. 

I should be honest, I should just say it, go on and prove him right, go add a definitive weight to his points… and go and crush his single last hope with it too.

Unsurprisingly, I hesitated. Silence instead of a clear answer… forgetting once again that my silence was much of an answer as any other… and Harry's expression darken.

"I see…" He whispered, no longer with warmth, no longer holding that lax demeanor. "That's… really too bad."

"Call Nick, go call him instead," I quickly said, looking over to find him no longer gazing upon the stars. "Your son will definitely answer you."

He shook his head. "He shouldn't." 

Regressing, he was regressing. Back to that mindset of that dying, desperate man that didn't believe in second chances. I thought, with that phone call, we were already over this bump.

Apparently not…

"Why do you - ?"