The Promise You Made

You live alone in your own house, having been distant from your father and stepmother for years. The silence has become familiar, almost comforting—until one day, an unexpected knock echoes through your home. You open the door. Standing there is your long-lost childhood friends, soaked in tears, clutching a worn duffel bag stuffed with her belongings. She looks like she’s been walking for hours. Her voice trembles as she delivers the blow: her father and mother died in a car accident. You say nothing at first, just staring. She’s all alone now—with nowhere else to go. And as you watch her standing there—lost, broken, and with no place to turn—you feel something stir inside you. Your own memory. You won’t let her go through this alone. Not like you did. Not again. You make a silent promise: She has a home here. And you won’t abandon her. =Auto-Cards 🎴 script @LewdLeah.=