"What the hell is going on here" Ian and everyone went to the children just to see Fiore crying with a vase broken on the side. Ian was really angry with Sam, how could he be so immature? He thought. "Nothing dad, the vase just broke" Sam replied calmly despite his raging father. This cool attitude of his irks Ian further... "And can you explain why Fiore is crying?" Ian gritted his teeth.

The look in Sam's eye was just blank...no fear, love, guilt, or... Anything . "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH SAM..I HAVE BEEN TOLERATING THIS BEHAVIOUR OF YOURS FOR AGES..." This really made Sam to cry but he won't. He was a strong boy just as his mama said.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING...you are always like this" Sam mumbled the last part as he ran away. "Uwwncle Its nwwothing, i brwoke the vawse bwwy mwistake...hwwe was trwying ttwo prokett meet " Alex took a sigh and picked Fiore up in his arms.."we will be going, Ian. I think you guys need some time alone" Hazel hugged Flora and they went away.

Ian was going to but Flora stopped him and dragged him towards their room." you think I couldn't see you are distant towards Sam? Why Ian?? "
He looked up to see his wife's sad face the only thing he detested to see.

"I...Flora.I don't know..he reminds me of myself." Ian sat on the bed with his head hanging down. He didn't know how to explain his feelings but little did he know he doesn't need to express anything to his wife..she knew all of him without him explaining.

Flora took his hand and made him look at her." Ian, You don't need to explain anything.. it's because of your dad and your relationship..isn't it?" He nodded at her words. Flora smiled at her husband and gave him a peck on his lips. "You were you but he is different Ian, just because you didn't get a chance...it doesn't mean he will not too..go and talk to him. Remember our quote? " Ian smiled and nodded.

"Conversation is the key" they both said at the same time and laughed. Ian kissed her forehead , "thanks love"

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Sam was hiding himself in the blanket thinking that what has he done? She just broke the vase and he was trying to protect her by gripping her arms so that she wouldn't get hurt by the glass pieces..why was his father so angry with this.

'I will never talk to him.' He thought with his teary eyes that he heard a knock.
"May i have the permission to come in?" He heard his dad's playful voice.

"No" he said. Why is he acting all cheerful? He thought.

Ian chuckled and came in just to see his son wrapped up in a blanket with teary eyes. His eyes become soft , he took a sigh and sit beside him. "Sam...look I know I have been a bad father ...i know I was distant towards you...its just you made me remind of myself and my father. You know i were just 11 when both of my parents died. Though out these 11 years the one I were the closest one was my father...I loved him ..really really much..but I couldn't express it. He was the one always showing emotions though..but when he died I thought my world has been ended..I never showed it but I was all broken.. I thought once that maybe If I die I would meet him and will give him the best hug of my life, tell him that I love him"

Sam was hearing intently to his father, this was the first time his father opened up to him.

"I became emotionless, i was having thoughts too that am i a sociopath pr what? Why can't I feel emotions for people..but these all changed when I meet your mother..she..she is the breath I live in you know..I began to feel so many emotions because of her..and when you were born I was afraid yet on clould nine..you know..you are just like your grandfather.when you started to grow up..your attitude, personality was the same as me and your face was the same as your grandfather..I thought it would be better to be at a distance from you so that you won't break when I die...but"

Ian looked at his son lovingly and caressed his cheek, "i was stupid..I thought you would become like me but no...you are not me, not your grandfather..you are SAM SOMEHOLDER..my son"

At this point Ian was crying, tears were messed up on his cheek.."so you don't hate me?" He asked in his teary voice.

ian chuckled..."I love you , I really do..just a less from your mother of course.." They both chuckled as Ian hugged him.

At first, sam was shocked but he hugged him back.."sorry son..I really am" Sam smiled as he nuzzled in his neck.

"Ahmm I am feeling a little left out though" they break the hug as they heard the voice of their only love , they both laughed as Sam ran from the bed and hugged Flora.

"Huh sam ... I am really feeling for the first time that you are just 8" Ian said from behind.

"Yeah I am dad that's why I am planning to sleep in my mother's room tonight.." He said as Ian's face become pale

"We can sort this out son..yeah wait..you traitors.." Ian said as the mother-son duo went out of the room.

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I am planning to write a couple of bonus chapters more..should I?