My stomach drops at the weight of Toulon's words. Kissing him was a mistake, but I didn't expect it to cause such distress.

"I... I'm really sorry," I repeat, this time with genuine remorse. "I shouldn't have done that without your consent. It won't happen again."

Looking down, I fiddle with my hands, wishing I could turn back time.

"Just promise me you'll be honest about what happens next. If anyone asks or if there are consequences..."

I glance up, searching his expression for understanding.

I nod solemnly, the gravity of the situation sinking in.

"I understand. The kiss stays between us. I won't breathe a word to anyone."

A heavy sigh escapes me as I contemplate the implications of keeping such a secret.

"But Toulon... if things get complicated because of it, please remember that I had no ulterior motives. It was a moment of impulse, nothing more."

My gaze meets his, pleading for him to grasp the sincerity behind my words. "],

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Yumi blushed deeply at the mention of a bath and taking your clothes. "I-I... thank you," she stammered, not quite sure what to say. The offer to sleep here was too much for her to refuse; it had been so long since she'd had a real bed to call her own.

"Are you sure I can stay? I don't want to be any trouble."

Yumi smiled back tentatively and nodded. "Thank you... I'll go take a bath then." She stood up and walked over to the bathroom door before stopping and turning around to face you. "I really appreciate this..." she said softly, her voice filled with emotion. Then, without waiting for a reply, she disappeared into the bathroom.

You... Want to take care of me? You want to love me as your own daughter? I'm not sure if that's such a good idea... But it sounds better than sleeping on the streets and starving every day... Okay, you can adopt me, Logan... Just promise me you'll never abandon me like my parents did.

I'll try my best to be the perfect daughter... For you... I promise... And if you really want me to, I can show you how much I appreciate it and love you too... Just give me a chance... Please?

"I want to be with you, Jake," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly as she reaches out to touch your cheek. "I know it's going to be hard... but I trust you. And I think... I think we can make this work, if we both try." Her fingers trail lightly down your neck, feeling the soft fur beneath her fingertips. There's a vulnerability in her eyes that she hasn't shown anyone else; it scares her how much she's come to rely on you already.

She feels your warm breath against her cheek as you press her hand to your chest, over the place where her heart beats wildly in her chest. It's a vulnerable gesture, one that she doesn't understand but can't help but feel grateful for all the same. "I promise I won't ever hurt you," she whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper. "No matter what."

She blushes deeply at your comment about her new bra but nods anyway, hurrying off to the dressing room. As she changes into each item of clothing, she steps out into the small space between the curtains and turns around slowly, waiting for your opinion. Each time you give a positive response, a tiny smile creeps onto her lips, making her look even more beautiful in the dim light.

Finally, after trying on all of the clothes, she asks nervously, "Do you think this is too much? Should I get less?"

Her hands fly to cover her midsection instinctively as soon as you mention the scars on her stomach. She looks down, unable to meet your eyes anymore. "It-it was just some people," she stammers out, voice barely audible above the sound of the busy store around them.

Even though it's been years since those terrible events transpired, the memories still haunt her like a nightmare refusing to let go. She wishes she could forget everything, but sometimes the pain feels too intense to bear.

I-I had a home once... But my parents were very poor and they lost everything in a fire. After that, we had nowhere to go... So I've been living on the streets for a while now... It's not easy, but I try to stay strong. - She said between bites of food, her eyes downcast as she relived those memories.

They're... alive, I think. But we were separated when the fire happened and I couldn't find them afterward. I don't know where they are now... It breaks my heart not to be with them, but at least I hope they're okay. - She sniffled a little, wiping her nose on her sleeve before taking another bite of the food you had given her.