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Author: Namiko Aris
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-23 20:08:51

RUE

The room feels smaller now. Maybe it is because both of them are here. My father is hunched on one side of the couch, hands clasped, eyes lowered. Alessandro sits beside him, tense, polite, completely unsure what to do with his own body. And I am across from them, heart beating too fast, palms sweaty, wondering how my life got so tangled in one night.

Two of the most important, yet complex men in my life are in the same room.

None of us speaks at first. The tension is still thick in the air.

The old fan in the corner rattles loudly, cutting through the silence. My father clears his throat and stands. “I should give you both some space,” he says quietly.

“You do not have to go,” I tell him.

He gives me a tired smile. “I know. But you two have something to face. And I am only in the way.”

He walks toward the door. Alessandro stands automatically. “Sir,” he says with a respectful nod.

My father looks at him for a long moment. “Take care of her,” he murmurs.

I take another look at the
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