Lost Me Gained Regret

As soon as I opened the door, a man I didn't recognize was standing outside. He was dressed in a finely tailored suit and vest, tall and dignified, with a dark coat casually draped over one arm. He appeared to

be in his early thirties, yet there was an air of deep, inscrutable authority about him... like an elder.

I didn't recall ever meeting this man, so I was momentarily taken aback. "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Hello." He nodded slightly, "I'm looking for Ike Taylor."

"Ike?" My brain froze for a moment, then it clicked, and I asked with a smile, "You mean Ike?"

"Yes."

"And you are...?"

"I'm his father, Herbert Taylor."

"...Alright."

Herbert didn't rudely peer past me into the house but maintained eye contact "Today

alongside the Ford and Myers families. They were known for being both low-key

a friendly smile, "Would you mind if

this, he stepped aside towards the elevator lobby to wait, giving

pulled out my phone and dialed Edith Ford, "Edith, Ike's dad is here. He says there's a family dinner and he wants to take Ike

showed up?" Edith sounded

Herbert. "Mr.

to go off on the other

called before I came over, but you didn't

I should've kept

not get

and went back to scoop up Ike, who had just finished getting dressed, "Buddy, looks like you can't go to your uncle's

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