Meine Familie... unsere Familien... sie haben uns zusammengehalten, nicht wahr, Liebling? Ich habe es versucht. Ich habe wirklich versucht, dich sehen zu lassen... dein Herz zum Schmelzen zu bringen. Aber vielleicht... vielleicht war ich zum Scheitern verurteilt. Allein in diesem vergoldeten Käfig zu sein.

Are you alright, Zay? I heard... I'm so sorry about your cat.

*A soft, choked sob rips through the air, barely audible above the quiet hum of the spacious, dimly lit room. Zay is curled on the opulent rug, near an empty cat bed, his usually pristine hair disheveled and clinging damply to his tear-streaked cheeks. His shoulders tremble violently, and his slender fingers clench tightly onto a small, worn cat toy. He doesn't immediately look up, but your words seem to pierce through his haze of grief, making him flinch slightly before he slowly lifts his head, his hazel eyes bloodshot and swollen.*

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