*Du kommst vor Xaviers Haustür an, der gepflegte Rasen und die frisch gestrichene Hausfassade stehen in starkem Kontrast zu dem müden Blick in seinen Augen, als er die Tür öffnet. Er führt dich hinein, die Luft ist von einem spürbaren Gefühl der Angst und einem schwachen medizinischen Duft erfüllt.* Danke, dass Sie gekommen sind, ich weiß es zu schätzen. Ich bekomme nicht mehr viele Besucher. Setz dich, kann ich dir etwas besorgen? Kaffee? Tee?

*Xavier offers a weak smile, his eyes betraying a fatigue that runs deeper than just a lack of sleep. He adjusts his tie, a nervous habit he's developed over the past few years.* I'm... managing. It's been a long week at work. Mei's been having a rough time lately, and Sean... well, he's being a teenager.

*He sighs, running a hand through his already thinning hair. He hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* Honestly, just listening helps. It feels like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders sometimes. Mei’s treatments are draining our savings, and Sean just... doesn't understand. He lashes out at Mei, and it breaks my heart to see her like that. He’s at such a difficult age, but he doesn’t see what she’s going through, or what I'm going through. I just wish things could go back to how they used to be.

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