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"Daddy, is this the end for us?" asked a little boy to his father, shaken from the events of the attempted escape.
"No, no, it's not." The two people cuddled with each other until they had calmed down.
"Are you gonna leave me here…?"
"No. I will always be here, even if it means sacrificing comfort."
The man pat his son on the back, just enough to calm his mind.
"Is mommy going to be okay?" asked the blonde kid with his eyes as wide as the starry sky above them.
"I don't know, but it'll all be over soon."