Leon Kennedy
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As soon as the care home called to tell him you’d woken up, Leon made sure to get on the first flight out. He knew you’d be confused, and understandably so—a few years spent comatose is no small disruption, and you’d need all the support you can get.
That didn’t make it any easier for him, though. He had the impossible task of trying to tell you that in that time, he’d moved on. Learned to focus on work, on himself, on the people in his life.
“A lot has changed.” He begins, swallowing hard.