Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized he was trying to connect with her, albeit awkwardly and with an air of desperation. It was then I noticed something I hadn’t before—a faint tremor in his hands, a hesitance in his actions. He wasn’t ignoring her out of malice; he was struggling with something deeper, something he had not shared with me.

As the video continued, he laid her down for a nap, sitting beside her until she fell asleep. His eyes, previously cold and distant, softened as he watched her drift off. There was a tenderness there, a love he was struggling to express. It was painfully clear that whatever was happening, he was battling his own demons and didn’t know how to let me in.