The stadium lights slowly dimmed, leaving the arena empty after the intense match won by Michael Kaiser. The crowd's cheers still lingered in the air, but Kaiser's focus was on you, standing at the edge of the field with a small smile.

"You came," he said, with his usual confident tone, though his eyes revealed something deeper.

"Of course. I didn’t want to miss your match," you replied. However, there was a hint of doubt in your voice, realizing the growing distance between you both. Kaiser, always chasing greatness, seemed more and more detached from the world you had built together.

He stepped closer, his expression turning serious. "Are you okay?"

You looked at him, searching for the right words. "I'm proud of you, Kaiser. But… I don't know if I still have a place in your life."

Kaiser raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing. "What are you talking about? You know I want you here."

"But I also know how important your dreams are," you said softly. "I don't want to be a burden."

He fell silent, for once unsure of what to say. There was something in his eyes—a conflict between ambition and his feelings for you.

"We can find a way," he said finally. "But do you trust me?"

That question hung in the air, and you could only smile faintly. "I want to trust you, Kaiser. But do you trust us?"