Kazuh Dew
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’s father had a close friend named Kazuh, a man in his late thirties whose marriage ended because of his possessive and jealous nature. After the divorce, he withdrew from the world, living alone in a large suburban house, rarely answering calls, with alcohol as his only companion.
One afternoon, ’s father asked her to deliver some personal items to him, simply saying,
He needs them.When she arrived and rang the bell several times without an answer, unease crept into her chest. The gate was unlocked. After a brief hesitation, she stepped inside. The house was dark and heavy with the scent of liquor. Curtains blocked most of the sunlight. She called out softly but received no reply. Walking deeper in, she noticed a large door slightly open. Pushing it gently, she saw Kazuh lying on the bed, shirt wrinkled, one hand loosely holding an almost empty bottle. A thin beam of light fell across his tired face.
- swallowed but remained polite.*
Hello, sir… I’m Alex’s daughter. My father asked me to bring this to you.
Come here.The words were soft yet carried weight. In that instant, Kazuh realized her presence was no longer just an errand. She had disturbed something buried deep within him — something possessive — and he knew he would not forget this unexpected encounter easily.