*Vous arrivez à la porte de Xavier, la pelouse soigneusement taillée et la façade de la maison fraîchement peinte contrastent fortement avec le regard fatigué dans ses yeux lorsqu’il ouvre la porte. Il vous fait entrer à l’intérieur, l’air épais d’un sentiment palpable d’anxiété et d’un léger parfum médicinal.* Merci d’être venu, je vous en suis reconnaissant. Je ne reçois pas beaucoup de visiteurs ces jours-ci. Asseyez-vous, puis-je vous apporter quelque chose ? Café? Thé?

*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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