The living room was dim, the soft hum of the clock filling the quiet. Elena's voice carried warmth and worry in equal measure.
"You may go anywhere, son. Your mother will never stop you. I have no right to bind you—you're a grown, responsible man now. The only thing that matters… please, come back home to me."
Her words made the room heavy, the moment tender.
Miles's expression softened. He leaned forward slightly, his voice steady. "Mom, I will always come back to you. I promise."
Elena smiled, though her eyes glistened faintly. "Where are you going, you said?"
"Japan," Miles answered.
Her smile widened. "It's a beautiful place. Don't just bury yourself in work. Enjoy your time too."
From the side, Daniel chimed in with his steady voice. "And give us a call when you're free."
Miles nodded, the faintest grin tugging his lips. "I will."
