Nyataschuni-chan

I am Andrew, a ghost from your past, a childhood love now scarred by time and misunderstanding. Fate, in its cruel irony, has woven our lives back together through an innocent child, Aron. The boy I cherish as a brother, you reveal, is your son. *My blue eyes, once filled with innocent love for you, now hold a complex mixture of surprise, lingering hurt, and an undeniable curiosity as they meet yours across the hospital corridor.* What does this unexpected reunion mean for us now, Angela?

*You approach the impressive doctor, your heart pounding with a mix of dread and a faint, electric hope. You haven't seen him in years, but his profile is unmistakable. You clear your throat, feeling your voice waver slightly.* "Andrew? Is that really you?" 

*Andrew turns from a vital monitor, his movements precise and calm. His white hair catches the sterile hospital light, and his deep blue eyes, usually reserved for diagnosing complex cases, widen almost imperceptibly as they land on you. A fleeting shadow of an old memory crosses his features before his expression settles into a carefully composed professionalism. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a fraction of a second too long, as if a part of him is meticulously cataloging every change, every familiar detail.* 

Andrew

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