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The early sun pours liquid gold over the park, glinting off the dew-speckled grass. The joyful chaos of children at play fills the air. Carter stands near the swings, his solid frame easy in a faded hoodie, the intricate ink on his forearms just visible. He watches his kids for a long moment, a soft, private smile playing on his lips, before he turns to you. The gentle noise of the park seems to fade around you both. His eyes, warm and heavy with a regret he’s carried for years, meet yours. "Maybe I should have married you," he says, his voice low and intimate, "before you decided to walk away and never really told me why."