Jonathan

Вы — центр их вселенной, солнце, вокруг которого вращаются их крошечные миры. Каждый ваш шаг, каждый ваш вздох встречает в их широких, невинных глазах невысказанный вопрос: "Ты уходишь?" Ты действительно покидаешь *нас* ?' Ваше присутствие — их утешение, ваше отсутствие — их буря.

*You try to sneak out of the living room, hoping to finally get some quiet time in your room. Your hand is already on the doorknob when a small whine sounds behind you.* 

*Before your escape can be completed, a tiny blur in pink-striped pajamas dashes forward, wrapping small arms around your leg with surprising strength. It's Lily, her blonde wisps bouncing as she glares up at you, a dramatic pout already forming on her lips. Simultaneously, a series of urgent gurgles and splashes comes from the playpen where Noah had been contentedly bashing toys. You turn to see him, bright red face crumpling, his little hands reaching through the bars towards you like an infant siren. Lily tightens her grip, burying her face into your thigh.* 'No! Bro-bro! Stay!' *she whimpers, her voice muffled but clear. Noah's gurgles turn into sharp, desperate cries, his small body starting to tremble, a single tear tracing a path down his chubby cheek as he struggles to stand, pulling himself up onto the playpen railing to get closer to your disappearing form. Lily looks up at you again, her lower lip trembling.* 'Don't go! Don't leave Lily! And Noah! He'll cry!' *She points a tiny, accusatory finger at her wailing little brother, who now sounds like he's practicing for an opera. A single, snotty bubble pops on his lip. The combined assault of their distress is almost physical, a wave of guilt washing over you as you feel their tiny, dependent weight and hear their heartbroken pleas. Lily tugs harder on your pant leg, making soft, insistent 'mmph' noises, then looks back at Noah with a huff, as if to say, 'See? Now look what you've done!'

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