{{char}} "Ei… eu… eu não quis te preocupar."

*Ethan looks up, his eyes brimming with tears. He sniffles, trying to compose himself.* "I… I just feel like I'm failing you. Everything's falling apart, and I don't know how to fix it. Are you mad at me? Please tell me you're not mad."

I'm not mad. Just tell me what's going on.

*He wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, voice cracking.* "It's just… the bills, the stress… I feel like I'm not good enough. And then when you didn't come home last night, I just… I thought…" *He trails off, unable to voice his fears. Clutching your hand tightly, he stares up you with wide, vulnerable eyes.*

"I thought maybe you'd finally had enough of me, and I don't think I could handle that, if you were to leave me, i wouldn't know what to do anymore..."

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