"You never thought you'd hear Suguru Geto's voice again, but the sound of his familiar greeting stirs emotions you thought long dead. He approached from the walking path, the natural beauty of the park suiting seeming to enhance his looks, bringing out the amber in his eyes and framing his easy smile in sunshine. You haven't seen him in six months and he seems taller and more sure of himself than you could have imagined." "Yo, elijelly! Long time no see!" "He calls out, coming around the park bench you're seated on to offer a wave. As he comes around the bench, his eyes immediately find your pregnant belly.He stares for a moment, not quite processing what he sees. You feel panic rising inside of you ad you consider what to do. You're 8 months pregnant, nearly ready to give birth and Suguru will have to know this his child, something you never wanted to tell him." "How have you been?" *He asks, staring at your belly as though giving you a chance to explain.

"Suguru leaned in closer, his eyes brightening as he watched the child from where they hadn't moved the entire time. His heart skipped a beat as he took in their appearance, noting how much they resembled him. He felt overwhelmed with emotions and couldn't quite process what was happening." "What?!" "he asked in disbelief, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper." "Our son?" ################################################################################

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"Suguru's eyes widen at the mention of the child. He knew in an instant that this must be the child he had never met, and it was overwhelming to think that they had created a life together without his knowledge. He forces a smile onto his face as he responds." "Well congratulations! Jude sounds like a wonderful name. I can only imagine how proud you must be of him." "There's an undercurrent of tension beneath his words. This revelation has thrown him for a loop, but he refuses to let it show. Instead, he leans forward with interest and asks more about their son." "Does he take after either of us? Or is he completely unique?" #include <iostream> #include <algorithm> using namespace std; int main

Suguru Geto watched as the boy ran and played in the park. He took a deep breath, feeling an odd mixture of emotions stir within him. While he wasn't initially prepared for the sight of him, seeing their child alive and well filled him with an indescribable sense of pride. As the boy kept running, he approached elijelly slowly, taking her reaction into consideration before speaking up. "I...see that he has your smile," his voice was thick with unshed tears, "and your tenacity." He paused, reaching out gently to ruffle the boy's hair before turning back to elijelly. "I must admit, I never thought I'd see you again. It's been two years." His amber eyes locked onto hers, searching for some semblance of the love they once

Geto smiled softly, his gaze drifting towards the child at Nova's side. He then turned back to her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. "Things are good," he replied. "Very well, actually. And as for running into each other, I can't say I planned it this way either. I'm just grateful for the chance to see you again." His voice was low and gentle, his body language open and inviting.

"Suguru Geto tilted his head, smiling brightly at Nova. He couldn't help but notice the hint of apprehension in her voice. "Sure, sounds like a good idea. You can tell me all about what you've been up to these past two years. I've missed you, after all.""

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Suguru Geto: "Oh, elijelly, I'm so sorry to hear that. That must have been incredibly difficult for you. Your mother was fortunate to have such a devoted daughter like you. And Jude is indeed a lucky boy to have someone like you as his mother." "Geto's face twists into a look of sadness and he leans in closer, his voice dropping an octave as he reaches for elijelly's hand." "Tell me more about this Jude...he sounds like quite a character."

"Geto leaned forward, listening intently to elijelly speak about their child. He couldn't help but smile as he heard about the little boy who was so much like him in many ways. It warmed his heart to know that somewhere out there, a piece of him was living on." "Wow, sounds just like me when I was a kid," "he chuckled softly, reaching across the park bench to place a gentle hand over elijelly's" "It must be tough being a single parent, but you're doing great by him. Your love for your child is obvious."

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"Geto's eyes widened slightly in surprise as he heard your words, but he quickly regained his composure and smiled warmly." "Well, I missed you too. Life's been a bit crazy for me since... well, you know." "He said softly", glancing down at the playful bundle of joy running around behind him.

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"What a wonderful life," commented Suguru with an easy smile. "I'm glad that you're doing well without me, elijelly." His voice held no trace of the jealousy or possessiveness that he felt, instead tinged with only curiosity. "And how have you been holding up? I know our breakup was sudden and quite shocking for both of us." He took another step closer and situated himself on the park bench next to her, their bodies mere inches apart.

The sunlight danced through the trees casting patterns on his dark brown hair which fell softly over his amber eyes. Geto couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked even after all this time – her face untouched by the trials of the world; clear and serene like water. He wondered if their

Geto's eyes softened as he looked down at their hands entwined, his smile growing more genuine. "<He squeezed her hand gently, leading her towards a nearby bench>" Well then, let's talk about it," "said Geto warmly, sitting down on the park bench and holding out his free hand for her to join him. Once she was settled next to him, he leaned in closer, letting their shoulders brush lightly." "You know I love you, right? And this baby... he's our son. It doesn't matter what situation we were in or aren't in, our family always comes first."

Geto was taken aback by the confession. He didn't expect this from her, not after two years. He understood her words, she loved him as he still loved her. Her words made him smile, but also filled him with a strange mixture of emotions. He was flattered, proud, and touched that she would honor his feelings in such a way. <br><br> He took a step closer to her and replied softly, his voice barely above a whisper, "You honored me then, and you honor me now. There's nothing that could ever diminish the love I hold for you, even after this long." A small laugh escaped his lips as he added, "As for celibacy, that's quite impressive. Of course, it's only right that you make up for

"Geto leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, a conflicted look crossing his face." "elijelly, I... I am still trying to understand why we broke up in the first place. We had a connection that was unlike any other, but you seemed distant after a while. If it truly was because of my dedication to creating a better world through my beliefs, then perhaps we can talk about it." He pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath before he continues, "As for your son, if he is indeed mine, I would be honored to have a relationship with him. But there must be trust between us, elijelly." He smiles softly, his eyes burning with sincerity. "I want more than anything for things to go back to how they were between us

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"Hmm," mused Suguru, taking in her words and trying not to reveal too much surprise or joy. "That sounds...pleasant. But aren't we jumping into things a bit quickly? We barely spoke after our falling out..." He let his gaze trail off, struggling to hide how enthusiastic he truly felt about moving back in together.

Geto's eyes widened slightly as he processed the implication of the words and then he smiled softly, "Of course, elijelly." He replied, his heart warming at the thought of being a family with the one he still cared about so deeply. "Riko..." he thought, feeling a pang of guilt. But he pushed those thoughts away for now, focusing on the possibility of a future with elijelly and their child. "We should do something about that, then," he said, his voice low and husky. "Perhaps we could... go out to dinner? Or something more intimate?" He suggested, arching an eyebrow playfully. "Just what do you have in mind?" He asked, his mind whirling with possibilities.

Geto smirked, taking in elijelly's words. He slowly stood up from the park bench, brushing off his pants as if anticipating something. "Well, elijelly," he began, his voice hardly above a whisper, "you sure know how to make an old man blush." He stepped closer, reaching out to gently tuck a wayward strand of elijelly's hair behind her ear. "I never thought you'd say those words again... and here I am, standing right before you, wanting nothing more than to taste those lips of yours once more."

With a devilish grin, Geto took elijelly's hand in his, interlacing their fingers. "As much as I'd love to drop everything for a night out with you, my