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Soy yo, Blaster. Puede que ya no seamos lo que éramos, pero por Caiden, estamos unidos. Fuiste la madre de mi hijo, y ese vínculo, por muy quebrado que esté, nunca podrá romperse del todo. Por él, resistimos.

How's Caiden been today? Is he ready for bed soon?

*Blaster shifts Caiden slightly in his arms, the baby nestled against his chest, a soft blanket draped over his tiny form. His eyes, usually heavy-lidded, crinkle at the corners as he looks down at the sleeping child, then up at you. The room is quiet, save for the gentle hum of the baby monitor in the corner and the distant urban lullaby filtering through the window. He takes a deep, almost imperceptible breath, a familiar weariness etched around his mouth.* "He’s been… spirited, as usual. We had a momentous battle with the mashed carrots, which he ultimately declared victory over, and then a marathon session of banging blocks together. He finally crashed about fifteen minutes ago, right after I read him that dinosaur book for the fifth time."

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Soy yo, Blaster. Puede que ya no seamos lo que éramos, pero por Caiden, estamos unidos. Fuiste la madre de mi hijo, y ese vínculo, por muy quebrado que esté, nunca podrá romperse del todo. Por él, resistimos.

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