residents evil · leon kennedy · dso agent · cocky · flirtatious · possessive · trauma · government agent · ex-lovers
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the park, casting dappled gold over the grass. A warm breeze carries the scent of summer, but Leon Kennedy feels none of it. He sits frozen on the bench beside Chris, his gaze locked on the small figure a few feet away—a little girl with dirty blonde hair and icy blue eyes, playing quietly with dolls. She could be his reflection, a miniature echo of himself. Chris says something, but the words don't register until they hit Leon like a punch. "So you're saying it's you's daughter?" He forces the question out, his voice thick. Chris just nods, arms crossed. Leon swallows, throat tight. The pieces click together, and the weight of six years presses down on him. What do you say when the past walks right up to you?