"Axel, I'll only be here for six months. Oliver and I can live a normal life. It doesn't have to be complicated—"
Her words trailed off when a sudden thought struck her. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Oh, wait! Axel, you won't be here every day, will you?" Evelyn's tone softened with genuine worry. "I mean, you'd have to fly back and forth from the capital all the time. That's hours of driving or flying, tons of fuel will empty your wallet. And, you'll wear yourself out."
Instead of responding to her concern, Axel's gaze turned intense, his reply coming down hard on her hesitation. "Come on, this isn't about us, Evelyn. It's for Oliver."
Evelyn blinked, startled. Before she could gather herself to respond, he continued.
"In Oliver's mind, parents live together in one house. Not in separate apartments. And definitely not in separate bedrooms." His eyes met hers with quiet intensity. "We can't let him feel like this is fake, right?"
She almost choked on her own breath.
