Doll 1768

Chapter 1768 I Will Not Tell Anyone

"Ah, I forgot to mention," George said slowly, his voice tinged with sorrow. "Today is the anniversary of Zach's parents' passing."

Vivian's eyes widened in disbelief. Everything suddenly made sense the way Zachary had locked himself in his room, his exhaustion, his silence.

"No wonder he was like this last year too," she murmured, recalling how she had barely paid attention to him at the time. She didn't care much about him back then to ask.

George let out a weary sigh. "Back then, Zach was just a child. Witnessing his parents' deaths left scars that never truly healed."

A brief silence settled between them before George spoke again. "Vivian, if it's possible... could you help him?"

Vivian blinked. "Help him? How? This isn't something I can fix."

"I believe he has feelings for you," George said, watching her closely. "You don't have to say anything profound. Just be there for him. He can't just stay in his room all day. Despite how carefree and outspoken he seems, Zach has always been fragile deep down. More than anything, he needs companionship."

After listening to everything George had to say, Vivian couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Zachary.

She had lost her mother to illness, but even in her absence, her father had always been there for her, showering her with love and care. She had never truly known the kind of loneliness Zachary must have felt growing up.

"All right, I'll give it a try," Vivian agreed.

finally let out a breath

Jonathan's room,

come in," came

and his eyes brimmed with tender affection. "Jon, guess what I brought for you

his back, a mischievous glint in

to guess. "Where did you

not food this time,"

tilted his head. "Is it

you think of something more

thought but still couldn't figure it

finally revealed what he had

play checkers," he

at him,

your time glued to the computer It's not good for your eyes. Why not take a break and play with me? Checkers was my favorite game when I

couldn't bring himself to refuse this overgrown child of an old

of them settled on the outdoor lawn, each armed with their own set

going smoothly. However, all of a sudden, George's face turned pale. A sharp pain gripped his chest, and cold sweat beaded

heart pounded in panic as he rushed to George's side.

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