For seven years she tried to give Danish both mother’s love and father’s love.
She worked hard, she comforted him, she played with him.
But there was always a small empty space in him.
She saw it when he looked at other kids with their fathers during school events.
He never asked her about his father, but Lily knew he silently wished for one.
That was another reason she came back.
She took away seven years of fatherly love from him, and she knew she couldn’t take more.
They entered the lobby. The guards bowed to David, not Lily, because David’s presence was too strong to ignore. He didn’t even blink as he walked to the elevator. Lily followed him, feeling her heart tighten the closer they got to the lift.
Inside the elevator she pressed her floor button.
The doors closed.
They stood in silence.
Only the soft sound of the elevator rising filled the air.
David didn’t look at her directly.
But Lily could see his eyes on her through the reflection in the elevator door.
His stare was sharp and cold.
It made her spine stiffen.
She turned her eyes away, then looked again.
Their eyes met through the reflection.
For a few seconds she couldn’t move.
Her heart beat so loud she could hear it.
His gaze didn’t soften, didn’t change. It was the same man she left, maybe colder.
She swallowed.
“I know you have many questions,” Lily said softly.
Her voice wasn’t steady. “And I know you’re angry. So just… say it. You’re scaring me with this silence.”
She wasn’t lying.
His silence felt dangerous.
In the past his silence always came right before he exploded.
But now he wasn’t exploding.
He wasn’t reacting.
He was too calm.
David finally spoke.
“You’re wrong.”
Lily’s fingers trembled a little.
“I don’t have anything to ask you,” he said. His voice was flat, almost emotionless. “I’m not angry. Not anymore.”
Her breath hitched.
“But one thing I know,” he continued.
“You made a mistake coming back.”
He didn’t blink.
“You shouldn’t have.”
Before Lily could speak, a soft ding echoed.
The elevator reached her floor.
David walked out immediately, carrying Danish like the conversation never happened.
Lily stood frozen inside the elevator for a second, her eyes locked on his back.
The metal doors started to slide shut, and something inside her snapped back to life.
She stepped out quickly, almost stumbling, her heartbeat loud in her ears.
David finally looked at her,straight at her for the first time that night.
His eyes were empty.
Not angry.
Not confused.
Not hopeful.
Just empty.
The kind of emptiness that comes after breaking too many times.
Lily’s fingers curled into her palm.
“I only came because...”
“I know why,” he cut in. "you want to show me how your life is without me, don't you? How successful you become without me" He paused, then added quietly.
The right thing.
But why did it sound like an accusation?
She bit her lower lip. "No..."
He took a step closer.
Not threatening.
Not demanding.
Just enough to make her heart jump.
“You don’t need to explain the past,” he said softly. "After Seven years you suddenly come back and that already answered everything"
Her breath trembled.
"What do you mean?"
He held her eyes with his. There was no warmth. No softness. No hint of the man she used to know.
"It means," David said quietly, "I learned to live without you. And if you think I'll force you to stay like seven years ago then you are wrong "

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