Approval

Derek's point of view:

As Ronnie and I stepped out of the hospital together, we were surprised to see Jean waiting for us.

He was leaning against his patrol car, striking in his cop uniform.

Jean waved at us, and we both walked towards him.

As we approached him, I realized that I was no longer afraid of him. Instead, I felt bold and confident.

"How's the head?" Jean asked me as we reached him.

"I've gotten better," I replied, trying to sound upbeat.

There was an awkward silence between us until Ronnie excused herself, giving us some privacy.

"About that night—" Jean began.

But I interrupted him, "It's nothing. I understand why you did that. I was expecting you would."

"I hate it when people keep secrets and lies," Jean said. "Since you and Ronnie were lovers, your parents must at least know, which is why I told them."

"I understand," I said, nodding my head.

"If you love someone, you don't hide it from the world," Jean said, his voice full of conviction.

I thought about his words fo