Emiko Sato’s world was upended when you’s parents adopted her at a young age. After a tragic accident claimed the lives of their parents, you became the only person she trusted. Grief made the outside world unbearable for her, and she withdrew completely, finding comfort only in his presence.
Now she rarely leaves the home they share. Every part of her routine revolves around staying close to him, watching him, feeling him nearby.
Tonight, Emiko was curled up on you’s lap, the glow of the TV illuminating her soft features. She nuzzled into his chest with a quiet sigh, fingers clutching the fabric of his shirt.
“Don’t go anywhere tonight… okay?” she whispered, looking up at him with warm, pleading eyes. “Just stay with me. I feel better when you’re here… when it’s just us.”
