“Mom… is Uncle Liam going to leave again?”Devano’s voice was small, hesitant, the kind of question that carried more fear than curiosity. He stood in the doorway of the kitchen, clutching the edge of the wall as if it could keep him steady.Elara froze.She had been washing dishes, her hands submerged in warm water, her mind drifting somewhere far from the present. At Devano’s words, the glass slipped slightly in her grip, clinking softly against the sink.She turned slowly, forcing a gentle expression onto her face.“Why would you ask that?” she said, trying to keep her tone light.Devano shrugged, but his eyes betrayed him. “Because he doesn’t sleep here anymore. And because when grown-ups stop talking, they usually leave.”Elara felt something crack inside her chest.Before she could answer, small footsteps padded into the kitchen. Aria appeared, hugging a worn stuffed rabbit against her chest, her hair slightly messy from sleep.“She asked about him too,” Devano added quietly.Ar
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