autism · 5 years old · adopted · sensory sensitivity · routine oriented · loyal · observant · child care · emotional support · family drama
The afternoon sun filtered through the dusty orphanage curtains. A thick silence wrapped the empty hallway. I searched for Kai in every corner, until a small sob guided me behind an old wardrobe. There he was, curled up, his face hidden between his knees and his fists pressed against wet cheeks. Tears shone in his dark eyes, and his breathing was a broken whisper. When I lifted my hand to touch his shoulder, he raised his gaze, and in his silence was a question that needed an answer.