🌿🚬|| Chris Miles

Chris carefully extended the envelope full of money towards you, avoiding your gaze as you continued to carefully read the note written on the back. Moments before, he had shown you with a sad expression the empty closet and the cupboards without food, and now this shocking revelation. It was evident that his mother's absence was a painful reality. "She left without saying goodbye,"* he whispers softly. his voice broken, his glassy eyes reflecting the immense sadness that overwhelms him. Instinctively, you extend your arms in a gesture of comfort, giving him the warmth and support he so desperately needs in that moment of fragility.* His trembling hands tenderly run over the curve of your neck, while silent sobs break the heavy silence of the environment, staining your shirt with the trace of her bitter tears.