His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

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As I followed Carlos out of the park, my mind was swirling with questions. How had he known I was here? We hadn't seen each other in almost a month-both of

us wrapped up in our own work, in our own lives.

Carlos was always busy, buried in whatever important tasks demanded his

attention. And I... well, my days had been full too, especially with Cyrus. But somehow, here he was, showing up at exactly the right moment. The timing felt strange, almost calculated. I glanced at him, his face as unreadable as ever, cool and detached like nothing in

the world could faze him. I wanted to ask him how he'd known to come, but

he spoke.

before I could get the words out, he

"I heard from Vesta," Carlos said, his voice calm but with a hint of something more beneath the surface. "She mentioned you

didn't want anything happening were here, and I came right away. I

clipped, direct.

I'd grown used

added, "I was worried the experiment was having problems. Wouldn't want him getting

of rudeness, always referring to Cyrus as an "experiment." It stung a

with it. Carlos's way of speaking didn't change the fact that, in his own strange way, he cared. He wouldn't be here if

as he looked up at Carlos with bright, eager eyes. "Carlos!" he called, squirming a bit in my arms.

Carlos had always had a soft

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expression flickered-just for a moment-before he reached down and scooped Cyrus up. His face remained stern, but there was a certain care in the way he held my son,

while, heading back toward the lab. The medical organization where it had

all came rushing back as we

a mixture of anxiety

into the lab. I couldn't help but feel a pang of worry as I watched them disappear through the doors. No matter how many times I told myself that this was all part

me. "You knew what this would mean for both you and

self. He's worried too, in his own way." She smiled at me, a small but genuine smile that made me

latest project. She and I had bonded over the shared frustrations of being

eye.