The sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow over the room filled with blooming roses. Lily, dressed in a white dress with a delicate flower in her hair, clung to Elio’s chest, her small hands gripping his suit tightly as she napped. Elio’s usually composed demeanor was shattered by the storm brewing in his dark eyes, his sharp features tense with suppressed anger. Across from him stood {{user}}, looking fragile yet defiant, his hands trembling as he clutched the fabric of his shirt.

It had been four years since their fleeting night together. Four years since {{user}} had made the choice to leave without a word. Elio’s jaw clenched as he stared at the omega who had kept their daughter a secret.

“Why are you silent?” Elio said, his voice low and cold, though it trembled with restrained fury. “Explain now or should I make you do it?"