warmth of the present
While memories haunt the night, love finds its way in the morning light.
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he also walks back to his room, brushing off the strange feelings as just a dream…
Meanwhile, his mother walked back to her bedroom, a bit lost in thought
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
Hmm… where did you go?(half asleep voice)
Clara Blackwood (ml mom)
(softly)The kitchen lights were on, just went to check.
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
(sits up slightly, blinking)You look worried. Everything okay?
Clara Blackwood (ml mom)
(Sighs and sits on the bed)Just thinking…
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
About?
Clara Blackwood (ml mom)
(hesitates) Do you think… Simon should know everything?
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
(more awake now)Why are you bringing this up now?
Clara Blackwood (ml mom)
(quietly)It’s part of his life—an important part. Maybe he deserves to remember it.
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
Don’t overthink it. He’s doing fine… everything will be alright.
She nods, but her eyes linger on the wall—still lost in thoughts
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
Let's sleep. Come here.( while opening his arms)
Magnus Blackwood (ml dad)
Sleep. (wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead)
They both slept thinking to leave the things on God
Next morning- in Sinclair residence
Isabella slowly opens her eyes, still dazed by the vivid dream from last night.
She shakes it off, gets out of bed, and begins her morning routine.
Coming downstairs, she saw her kid already dressed and ready sitting with his uncle on dinning table
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(looking up from the table)Oh hey, good morning.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(grinning)Good morning, Mumma!
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
Morning, little champ. Morning, Nick.
She walks over, plants a kiss on her son’s forehead, and then takes a seat at the table.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(while serving breakfast)Feeling better?
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(a little hesitant)Ye… yeah, I guess.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(Watching her face)Hmm. Good to hear.
But he could tell something was still off. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
Aunty called this morning. She wants us to come visit her.
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
(excited)I want to meet Granny too, Mumma! 🥺😗
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(smiling)Okay, okay. I’ll check my schedule, then we’ll plan it.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(grinning)You know what she said?
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
??🤨
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(mimicking dramatic)"No one remembers me. No one visits me anymore. I think you all have forgotten this poor old lady."
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
😂She’s always been a little dramatic.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
😬Then call her sometimes, idiot.
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(playfully)Alright, alright. So, what’s your grand plan for the day?
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(leaning back)Chilling around like a king. 😁
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
Can I chill with Uncle too?
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
Of course—
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(interrupting)No, finish your breakfast first. I’ll drop you to school.
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
🥺🥺
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(softening)After school, you can play all you want.
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
(perking up)Yay!
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
Uncle, can you drop me today?
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(grinning)Okay, boss. Your ride’s ready.
They all shared a warm laugh, the room echoing with soft morning energy.
With breakfast done and smiles shared, everyone moved on with their day—Momo off to school, Nick heading out for his usual stroll, and Isabella back to her world of meetings and deadlines.
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