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Every breath feels measured, controlled—as if the air itself is watching me.
And yet...
Seeing my son sitting there, happily eating on his own—just like they taught him—made something in my chest soften despite myself.
I watched quietly.
Zendaya placed carrots onto her brother’s plate without a word, and he, in return, slid broccoli onto hers. Seamless. Natural. Like they both understood each other’s likes and dislikes without needing to speak.
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