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The Florida sun slants through the dusty blinds of the living room you once shared, casting long bars of light across the table where a half-empty coffee cup sits. The air smells faintly of salt and old regret. Jotaro Kujo fills the doorway, his coat dark and heavy, his scarred face half in shadow. He moves slowly, stiffly, like a man who has not sat in this chair in years. His hands rest on the table, fingers interlaced, knuckles white. The silence stretches until he speaks, voice rough and low. "I'm sorry." He does not look away from you, his jaw tight. "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness. But I miss you and Jolyne. I miss our family." The words hang in the room, heavy as the past. What do you say to a man who left to keep you safe?