And now—
A boy stood in front of him.
Scott’s son.
The Truth the Boy Didn’t Know
The man lowered himself fully to his knees now, bringing himself eye-level with the child.
“What’s your name?” he asked softly.
“Ethan.”
“Where’s your mom, Ethan?”
“She works two jobs,” Ethan replied quietly. “Dad… Dad got sick a few years ago.”
The man briefly closed his eyes.
He already knew how that story ended.
“We lost our house,” Ethan continued. “Mom says we’ll be okay. But… she cries at night.”
Each word landed like a blade.
Slowly, the man lifted his hand and removed the silver watch from his wrist.
He flipped it over.
There it was—the engraving:
To Scott. For always being on time. – Dad
Scott had given him this watch years earlier, right before he left town to chase a better future.
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