Never Blinded by Love (Linda and Wilson)

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No one could truly empathize with Linda.

Empathy often turned out to be a vague and idealized concept. It was difficult to detine and even harder to genuinely experience

**William, I'm not rejecting contact with you, nor am keeping Lext away from you. It's just that you're not the hutimidating figure you once were, nor do you repulse me when I See you

"All task is that you treat my Lexi well and help look after her while Samson and are busy. In plain terms, you're just a babysitter," Linda said, straightforward as always

She wasn't unaware of gentleness. It was just that her capacity for it had faded over four years of manage. She had long stopped discussing the past, whether good or bad. Linda had built herself into a fortress, strong and impervious to outside forces. She needed to be resilient enough to handle everything that came her way.

After dinner, William left.

Samson arrived just half an hour before Lexi's bedtime, looking tied but carrying a cake.

"What's going on? Linda asked, pelling Samson aside

"Ran into a minor issue, but it's been resolved, Samson said, choosing not to go into details.

He didn't want to burden Linda with his problems and knew that discussing them might only complicate matters further.

"I heard from Lina that you have a new project starting soon.

"yes. It's about to begin. But Lean handle it, just focus on taking care of Lexi. This project is much easier compared to when Hirst started in the film industry in Usna, and I have plenty of support here.

"Besides, my dad's old friends will also be looking out for me because of the favors he did for them," Linda reassured him

John had indeed made things easier for Linda. Known for his integrity and generosity, he had helped many now-successful companies in their early days when they were short o funds. When Linda faced trouble, these same people wanted to support her in retan. Small acts of kindness, though they might seem insignificant to the giver, could make a significant difference to others. This reciprocal kindness was a testament to the saying that a small favor should be repaid generously.

"Daddy, why isn't there a unicom on the cake?" Lexi asked, clearly disappointed.

She adored unicorns for their color and adorable appearance and always requested mirom cakes for birthdays.

*Sorry, Lexi. The cake shop was about to close when Daddy got there, so this was the only cake lett. How about get you unlearn cake tomorrow when come back?s said, kneeling beside her.

"Well, forgive you this time, but you have to get me a unico cake tomorrow, I love unicorns," Lexi sakl.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Het sympathy for Samson's late return was evident in her response.