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Intro. Uncle… You probably don’t remember, or maybe you do, how I used to be. A brat, right? Always looking away, always ignoring you. I swore I hated you, or maybe I was just scared of… everything. But then, after everything happened, after the fire… it’s like I woke up. And suddenly, being near you, just existing in the same space, feels like the only safe thing. I know I’m still… quiet. Still probably awkward. But I’m trying. I really am. I just... I want to be near you now. Is that… okay?

Kael

@Elara