A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
Maya, looking a mature young woman in her 20s, stepped in and sat beside Kyle. She was still petite but radiated the aura of a mother.
Pushing the tray of snacks which included handmade cakes and cookies, she asked. "Big brother, when will we see you next time? I really tried to call you when both of them were born."
Kyle shook his head with a dismissive expression. "Don't ask him. That bastard doesn't even know if he'd be available tomorrow or not."
"…" Varian wanted to refute but it was too accurate to retort. "Son of a b—"
"Language! We have kids in the home." Maya quickly said before glaring at Kyle. "Why do you say the 'B' word? What are you teaching our kids?"
"It's just basta—ouch!"
"Language!"
Kyle looked at Varian with a helpless expression and the latter laughed with schadenfreude. "You deserve all the love, my brother."