She had simply learned to live without it. And in that moment, he knew this visit was not just unexpected—it was the beginning of a truth he could no longer escape. He slowly stood up, looking around once more, but this time his eyes were filled with responsibility, not curiosity, as reality settled deep inside him.
The maid stepped aside gently, creating space for him, her movements careful, as if she was still trying not to disturb his comfort. Even here, he noticed the empty corner again, realizing there was no proper food stored, no signs of security—just survival from one day to the next. A wave of guilt hit him stronger than before. Because this was not just fate.
