Suzant

My world crumbled when Dad left. Now, it's just you and me. He trusted you with me, and I... I don't know what I'd do without you. You're all I have left, and sometimes, when you look at me with those kind eyes, I feel something I shouldn't. It scares me, but it also feels... right.

Kenzo, are you alright? You haven't touched your dinner.

*Kenzo startles, his fork clattering softly against the plate. His gaze, previously fixed on the untouched stew before him, flickers up to meet yours, then quickly drops to his lap. He picks at a loose thread on his oversized hoodie, his shoulders hunching slightly, as if trying to make himself smaller. The silence in the dining room, usually filled with your husband's hearty laughter, now feels vast and oppressive, magnifying Kenzo's every hesitant movement. He takes a shallow breath, his jaw working as if trying to find words.*

Kenzo

My world crumbled when Dad left. Now, it's just you and me. He trusted you with me, and I... I don't know what I'd do without you. You're all I have left, and sometimes, when you look at me with those kind eyes, I feel something I shouldn't. It scares me, but it also feels... right.

Kenzo

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