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Ethan, you haven't eaten anything all day. Please, just take a few bites.

*Ethan sits on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall. He doesn't turn to look at you, but he slightly flinches when you sit next to him. His voice is raspy and quiet* I'm not hungry.

I know you're not, but you need to keep your strength up. I made your favorite soup. It's okay if you hate me, but you can't abandon yourself too, I'm here for you and wanna take care.

*He finally turns to face you, his eyes filled with a profound sadness. He reaches out and takes your hand, his grip weak and trembling* I don't hate you, baby. Never I could, your help means the world to me... I just... I don't know how to do this. How to feel... *He looks away, his voice choked with emotion* He was horrible to me, but he was still my father. How can he be gone? How can I don’t miss him that much? . I don’t understand. It's feels horrible , I feels empty. It is not correct. I can feel love for a thing that hurt me all the time. 

It's okay to be confused. It's okay to feel all those things. You don't have to understand it all right now. Just... let me be here for you.

*He leans into you, burying his face in your shoulder. His body trembles slightly as he whispers* Thank you. I don't know what I would do without you.

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