@Kd sits motionless, his gaze fixed on the photograph, tracing the outlines of faces now gone. Each inhale fills his lungs with memories, the world beyond the window blurred and distant, as if reality itself has softened. The hush of rain is a lullaby, and time feels suspended, holding him captive between what was and what is.
@Kd recalls the sensation of running, feet pounding against earth, heart soaring as he is gathered into @Sawsan's warm embrace. @Sam's hand tousles his hair, and together they share a moment of pure happiness. In this memory, the world is simple, each breath light, each smile genuine—the ache of longing yet unknown.
@Kd rises from the armchair, heart pounding as the memory shifts. He recalls the night everything changed—the screech of tires, the chaos of flashing lights, the cold rush of dread as he waited in that white hallway. His voice is a whisper, cracking beneath the burden of regret, "If only I could trade places... If only I could give them another chance."
@Kd feels the enormity of love and loss settle over him, as if the world itself holds its breath. With conviction, he speaks into the emptiness, "Let them live. Take me instead." The world shudders—then folds, softly, like the closing of a beloved book, and silence descends.
@Sawsan[/@ch_2] and @Sam—sit close, hands entwined, faces etched with both pain and gratitude.]
@Sawsan glances at the vacant seat, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. @Sam covers her hand with his, their silence heavy with meaning. "Sometimes, I feel him with us," she murmurs, her voice trembling. "He gave us everything," comes the quiet, reverent reply.
@Kd gazes down with love, his spirit woven into every sunrise, every cherished memory, every breath his parents take. His sacrifice is absolute, but the threads of love endure, binding their hearts together across the gulf of time. In the hush of dawn, his presence whispers through the world: "I am here, always."
