Sophie didn’t answer right away. She kept her eyes glued to the floor, waiting.
Ryan let out a dry laugh, shaking his head.
“I’ve never been close to him,” he admitted. “Not really. He was there, of course. But he was still working, he was still travelling, he was always… elsewhere. I stopped expecting anything from him a long time ago. »
He paused, taking his piece of cake.
Food on a Coffee Table | Source: Midjourney
Food on a Coffee Table | Source: Midjourney
“I guess that’s why it never crossed my mind to show you a picture. He was just… A name, not a presence. »
Sophie nodded slowly, as if she understood the feeling all too well.
“I was never sure about him either. I knew my mother was happy. Happier than she had been in a long time. But that wasn’t enough for me. Because it wasn’t him. »
Ryan didn’t ask who she was talking about. He already knew it.
