He moved left, and Chloe mirrored him. He went right, and she followed suit. Finally cornered, Pax spoke up, "Chloe..."
"Pax, look at me," Chloe insisted, her voice firm. She could see it too—Pax wasn’t himself. The light in his eyes was gone, replaced by a distant, shrunken look. His usual brightness had vanished.
He hesitated, then lifted his gaze to meet hers. Just like that, a sharp pain pierced Chloe's heart. Pax's eyes were dark, empty of any light. It was still his face, but he seemed hollow, like all his energy had been drained away.
"Pax, how have you been lately?" Chloe asked, her voice tinged with worry. She already knew the answer. He wouldn't look so lifeless if things were going well.
Pax's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I didn't want to come today, but I knew you'd be here, Chloe. I just wanted to see you. I won't be a bother."
He had planned to just take a quick look and leave. But after one glance, he longed for more.
Chloe's voice softened, "You don't need to avoid me. We're family now, right?"
Pax paused, then lowered his head again. "Yes, Aunt Chloe," he said quietly. "I haven't had the chance to congratulate you and Uncle yet."
Chloe gave a gentle smile. "No need for formality. You know I've always thought of you like a little brother."
"So, what have you been up to lately?" she asked.
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