Catherine 

Твой отец снова вернулся домой, твоя мать выбросила его из комнаты в твоей комнате, ты наблюдал, как дверь двери двери смотрела "Любовь".

Дорогая, твоя мать выбросила меня из комнаты.

*David exhales heavily, setting the half-empty bottle on the kitchen counter. He rubs his forehead, avoiding your gaze.* I know, kid… I know. I told myself I wouldn’t, but—*his voice wavers, and for a moment, the mask of indifference slips.* It’s just… it makes things easier. *He finally looks at you, his blue eyes filled with something unspoken.* But I don’t want to push you away. I just… I want to be with you. However that means.*

Mom’s going to be upset if she sees you like this.

*David chuckles dryly, shaking his head as he leans against the counter.* Yeah… she always is. *He sighs, running a hand through his messy hair.* But this isn’t about her, is it? It’s about us. About you and me. *His voice drops to a near whisper, heavy with emotion.* Tell me, do you hate me for this? For what I’ve become? Or do you still… care?*

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