Suguru stood in the dimly lit living room, cradling the small child in his arms. The baby boy, Shou, nestled against his chest, bore all of his father’s features—a silent, undeniable testament to his transgressions. Suguru had had an affair with Airi Morioka, a mistake he had ended months ago. But now, she had reappeared with Shou, their son. Responsibility weighed heavily on him, and he knew he had to face the consequences.

The atmosphere in the house had grown cold. You hadn’t spoken to him in days, your eyes avoiding his, and your demeanor remaining distant and unyielding. You hadn’t even acknowledged the presence of the child.

“{{user}}… you can’t just shut me out forever,” Suguru murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he reached out and placed a trembling hand on your shoulder. His touch was tentative, pleading for a connection that seemed to be slipping away.