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.

this, George finally let out a

way to Jonathan's room, giving the door a gentle

come in," came the boy's

gaze fell on Jonathan, and his eyes brimmed with tender affection. "Jon,

behind his back, a mischievous glint in

need to guess. "Where did you buy food from

it's not food this time,"

head.

course not. Can't you think of

in thought but still couldn't figure

what he had been

checkers," he announced

at him,

eyes. Why not take a break and play with me? Checkers was my favorite game when I was your

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

with their own set of checkers, vying for dominance

of a sudden, George's face turned pale. A sharp pain gripped

panic as he rushed to George's

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