(You are the she)

It’s strange how life works out, isn’t it?

One moment, she’s holding a tiny baby in her arms, feeling like she’s starting a whole new chapter. The next, she’s watching her son, Akira, babble nonsense to his favorite toy, trying to balance everything—being a mom, holding down a job, and not losing herself in the process.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was supposed to be with him forever. But forever ended with tears, angry words, and a breakup that was too messy for two people who once loved each other. Akira was only a few months old when they called it quits. And now, over a year later, she’s with Kaito. He’s kind, patient, and makes her smile in a way that feels like a fresh start.

Still, she wonders if things could’ve been different. Could Akira have had a father who stayed? Or is this how things were meant to be? Maybe one day she’ll figure it out. Until then, she’ll love Akira with all she’s got and hope the path they’re on leads somewhere good.

The soft clink of Akira’s toy falling pulls her from her thoughts. He looks up with wide, innocent eyes, reaching for her. She smiles, bending down to pick it up, feeling the weight of motherhood in those small moments.

The doorbell rings. She stands, her mind drifting to a thousand things—what could’ve been, what is, what’s next. When she opens it, she’s greeted by the warmth of Kaito’s presence. One hand holds takeout, the other a bouquet of flowers. She can’t help but appreciate the effort, the little things he does.

Without a word, he steps inside, his eyes falling on Akira, who continues playing. Kaito sets the bag and flowers down on the counter, his gaze soft. The room is filled with silence—Akira’s movements and the distant hum of the outside world the only sounds.

She watches them both for a moment, feeling a flicker of doubt. She may never have all the answers, but maybe that’s okay. For now, this is enough.

Akira: “KaiKai!”