The Incubus System Chapter 686. You Have ...
Desperately, I racked my brain for sothing, anything, that could cheer her up. Then, out of nowhere, an idea sparked. "Co on, Celia. Let's do sothing fun," I said, trying to sound upbeat. "We could hit the mall, grab you a new outfit, or maybe take a walk in the park. Just na it—whatever you want."
I saw a flicker of interest flash across her face, just for a second, before her expression fell again. I knew she was still upset, thanks to Mrs. Clea saying all that stuff right in front of her. I couldn't completely bla Mrs. Clea; maybe she thought Celia already knew everything.
Before she could respond, I grinned, throwing in a bit of mischief. "Oh, by the way, I ran into Tiffany earlier. She's down for a the park day with us. Just say when," I reminded her, hoping to spark sothing in her.
To my relief, a small smile finally broke through, soft but genuine, like a little flower pushing up through cracks in the pavent. She looked at , eyes shining just a bit brighter. "How about the day after tomorrow?" she asked, her voice tinged with excitent she was trying to hold back.
"Sounds good," I nodded, relieved to see her spirits lifting, even if just a little.
As if she could feel my mood, Foxy leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with excitent, her tails swaying back and forth like a fluffy trono.
"Can I co too, Master?" she asked, her voice hopeful.
I looked at her and couldn't help but smile. "Of course, Foxy," I said, giving her a gentle pat on the head.
But then a chorus of disappointed voices rose around , and I turned to see Buni and the rest of the gang looking up at with hopeful eyes.
"What about us?" they chid in, voices filled with curiosity and a hint of longing. "Can we co too?"
"Sorry, guys," I said, feeling a bit guilty. "I don't think the the park is going to let bring this many pets."
Imdiately, Red let out a loud whine, and the others joined in, their voices blending into a little symphony of disappointnt. But Foxy stepped forward, her eyes warm and reassuring, and she quickly cald them down for . She knew I wasn't in the best place emotionally and was always there to help manage.
Just then, Celia's soft voice pulled my attention back. "Brother…" She looked up at , her expression serious and sad.
"Yeah?" I asked, my eyes eting her gloomy gaze.
"How's mom?" she asked, a heavy sadness lingering in her tone.
"She's fine," I replied, forcing a small, dry smile. "Better than I thought she'd be."
Celia's eyes searched mine, trying to find so hidden truth behind my words. "Does she… regret it?" she asked, a small flicker of hope mingled with her sadness.
I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I didn't want to crush her with the truth, but I also didn't want to give her false hope. "She said she was sorry," I finally replied, carefully choosing my words. "But honestly… that was just a lie. She just wanted to avoid the punishnt and move on with her life. She doesn't regret a thing or think about us."
The bitterness hit the mont I said it, anger bubbling up inside . It wasn't fair—she'd left us, abandoned us like we didn't matter, and now she wanted to live as if nothing had happened.
Celia's response was simple, a quiet, "I see," spoken in a tone that matched the dark clouds rolling overhead. A heavy silence fell between us.
I moved closer to her, reaching out to take her hand in mine. Our fingers intertwined, and I felt the warmth of her skin, grounding . I looked into her eyes, seeing all the pain and sorrow etched there. It was heartbreaking, and I wished more than anything to take it away.
"Hey," I said softly, my voice gentle. "Let's forget about her, okay? We're fine. We don't need her. We don't need anyone who's betrayed us—betrayed Dad," I said, my voice growing steadier as I spoke.
A small smile tugged at her lips as she listened, a faint sign that she understood. Deep down, she knew I was right. We couldn't let our mother's actions dictate our lives or define who we were.
"And besides, you've got ," I reminded her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "No matter how much I change, I'm still your brother. I'm still your Ethan." I wanted her to feel that reassurance, to know that I'd always be there for her.
She gave a dry smile and nodded. "I know," she whispered, so quietly I barely heard her. Then, she pulled her hand away.
"But still… a part of wishes we could go back to the way things used to be," she admitted, her voice soft and wistful. "But I guess that's just wishful thinking." She looked away, closing her eyes for a mont, like she was fighting back tears. "It was just… sothing I hoped for."
Without a second thought, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a hug. I felt her tense up for a mont before she relaxed, lting into the embrace. I held her tightly, feeling her sorrow against . Her hair brushed my face, tickling my nose, but I didn't care. I gently rubbed her head, hoping to give her a little comfort.
In that mont, I closed my eyes. All that mattered was this— holding her, letting her know she wasn't alone.
I could feel her warmth seep into , grounding , and I hoped that sohow, I was doing the sa for her. "It's okay, Celia. Everything's going to be okay," I whispered, my voice barely a breath against her ear.
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