On the drive back, Holden chatted with Melon on the phone.

Holden noticed Melon’s voice getting sleepy, and even he yawned. But just when he was about to bid goodnight and end the call, a sharp “Mommy!” came from Melon’s side.

Holden hesitated. He was about to say goodnight, but now he held back. He listened intently, curious about the unexpected interruption.

A few silent beats passed before a drowsy female voice said, “Apologies, Melon borrowed my phone to ring you. Is it too late? Did we wake you?”

Hearing her voice, something inside Holden fluttered momentarily.

He brushed it off and replied, “It’s alright. I’m fond of Melon. If it makes him happy, that’s what counts.”

in Holden’s voice that he didn’t

we didn’t disturb you. Melon just really misses his father.” Ariana’s voice had a touch

merely hummed in response, secretly longing to continue

whenever he wants to talk. Don’t sweat

Ariana sounded apologetic.

I promise to keep a better eye on

up on Ariana’s struggle to keep

in reflection. He

it about Ariana’s voice that drew him

and scrolled through Ariana’s

though they’d only recently connected,

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