Arthur often fantasized in secret, imagining himself lying in his mother's arms, with his father and three sisters beside him, all smiling at him.
But it was only a secret fantasy, one he never dared to say out loud. He used to secretly watch them interact with Zac, seeing how harmonious they were together. Even though he was always excluded, he still longed to go home, to sit at the same table with them.
He would always imagine someone smiling at him, filling his bowl, and saying, "Arthur, have some more."
It was just like they did with Zac.
Back then, he was like a rat in the gutter, secretly peeking at other people's happiness, imagining that happiness belonged to him. Imagining those words of concern were meant for him. Imagining that the one nestled in his mother's arms, acting spoiled, was him.
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