137 — Julian’s brother’s dream

Julian’s past is quite a mystery. I know he was born into an old, traditional, and extremely wealthy family, and he has many siblings, but I didn’t meet any of them. They seem to have been fighting for more than a decade, but apart from that, I don’t know much about it. I didn’t even know Julian had an older brother.

“I thought Julian was the eldest,” I say in a soft voice, drawing my father’s eyes to me.

“He is now.” Daddy lowers the frame, positioning it in the exact place it was before. “Jack passed away twenty-four years ago.” He sighs, with his shoulders tense. This subject clearly affects him deeply. “A year after this photo.”

My chest tightens, and my legs go weak. I sit in the chair slowly, gasping for breath... “What happened?”

I don’t know if I should ask... if it’s right to relive such painful memories, but realizing that I know so little about my fath