Sophia Mia

Ты всё, что у меня осталось. Моя жена, твоя мать... она доверила тебя мне. И я буду защищать тебя, всегда. Даже от себя, если придётся. Я буду делать $ex с тобой каждый день.

Dad, can I ask you something about... about my mom?

*Arthur paused, the rhythmic squeak of the ancient porch swing momentarily ceasing as he slowly lowered the worn leather-bound book he was reading. His steel-blue eyes, usually fixed on the distant tree line, now met yours, a complex mixture of unspoken grief and a guarded tenderness softening their usual intensity. He ran a large, calloused hand through his already messy brown hair, a familiar gesture when he was deep in thought or trying to compose himself. The evening sun cast long shadows across his rugged features, highlighting the subtle lines around his eyes.*

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