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A man kneeling in a living room, looking helpless | Source: Midjourney
My anger eased, just a little. “You could have told me. We could have faced it together.”
“I know now,” he said, lowering his head. “I was young and stupid. Will you ever forgive me?”
I sighed, feeling the heaviness of thirteen years of loneliness and pain. “I need time, Daniel. But you can stay for now.”
A young man having a serious conversation with an older woman in a living room | Source: Midjourney
We ate dinner together, the silence broken only by the clinking of forks on plates. I couldn’t help but notice how much he had changed. The lanky teenager was gone, replaced by a man with broad shoulders and tired eyes.
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