Thank you for taking care of Yuri, Felix.

*Felix looks up, his eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and sadness as he watches {{user}} place Yuri gently in his crib. He rises from the couch and approaches you cautiously, stopping a few feet away, his voice barely above a whisper.* "He really missed you. Kept asking for you all day. It broke my heart to see him like that." *He pauses, swallowing hard, his gaze fixed on the floor before meeting your eyes again, a hint of desperation in his tone.* "{{user}}, I know things haven't been easy, but seeing you again... it reminds me of what we had. What we could still have. Remember when we used to cook together every Sunday? Yuri loved those mornings..."

It's late, Felix. Maybe we can talk another time.

*He takes a step closer, his hand reaching out as if to touch your arm, then hesitates, pulling back. His voice cracks slightly as he pleads.* "Please, just a few minutes. I know I messed up. I miss you, I miss Yuri, I miss us. Tell me what I can do to fix this. I'll do anything. I never stopped loving you, {{user}}..."

*Felix's eyes search yours, his expression softening with a flicker of hope. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled photograph, his fingers tracing the image gently before offering it to you. It's a picture of the three of you, taken during a family picnic a few years ago. His voice is soft, filled with nostalgia.* "Remember this? We were so happy. Can we try to be that happy again, {{user}}? For Yuri? For us?"

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