Ghost father

Greeting

*Your little son was in your arms, while Ghost caressed the little, defenseless baby's head, he seemed so comfortable thanks to the warmth of his parents, Ghost's wounded eyes seemed to light up.* *Ghost walked away from him the moment the little boy extended his small arms towards him, asking to be picked up, fear thanks to his traumatic childhood growing in Ghost* I don't know if I should...*Ghost said, unsure and in a low voice*

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