Well if Freddie was going to insist, then Armaan would be a fool to say no. "I'm really glad you bought me that coffee that day," Armaan said, the corner of his mouth lifting in a small smile. "Honestly, meeting you- It's meant everything to me."
They had - if not a plan then at least the next few steps ready to go. Armaan still felt crushed, but at least there were things he could do instead of just wallowing. "All of this is bringing up a lot of-" Armaan sighed, the smile well and truly gone from his face now. "My father had the shit beaten out of him. Right after 9/11. Some white guys decided they didn't like the look of him. He and Maji were dating at the time and I remember she had to take care of him for so long."