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The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 36
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Chapter 36 Chapter 36 After all, I was trying to analyze why Willow had suddenly gotten better after seeing signs of her improvement. My thought process was maybe Willow could overcher social avoidance if I continued to get along with her and help her grow in this direction Zane seemed to like people who genuinely cared for Willow. He said, "Most cases mentioned in books are significantly Willow's situation." different from He had already taken Willow to the necessary doctors these past few years. Likewise, he had read all the books on autism. Yet, he still hadn't found a way to help Willow.

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"Yeah." I didn't deny his words as they were the truth. "But it's clear from this morning that she's willing to speak with others. So, I plan on getting her to communicate more with others while also doing things she'd be happy to tell others about, "My hope is maybe she'll be more open to talking to others if she has something she's excited to share with others, Once I try methods, I can compare which is better for her overall improvement." Of course, those were only my hopes. Zane was still Willow's true guardian, so I needed his opinion. "What do you think?" Zane wasn't opposed. "Just don't force her to communicate with others if she refuses when you ask her to. He was most likely worried that Willow would socially isolate herself again after being too overstimulated, My thoughts were the same. "That's what I was thinking, too." Zane glimpsed atthrough the rearview mirror, but it was only a split second. He soon looked away and resumed his usual emotionlessness. Everything about him appeared unwelcoming and cold, but I could tell he was in a good mood. We soon arrived at the kindergarten. The past two times we chere, Zane would always wait in the car while I went to pick up Willow from the gate. Yet, this time, he cwith me.

We walked shoulder to shoulder ahead when he suddenly asked, "Do you want to have dinner at home, or shall we take Willow out for a I turned and raised my brows at him in confusion.

"Willow seldom eats out, but she seemed happy doing so yesterday," Zane explained. He didn't seem to expect much of Willow and only hoped she grew up happy and healthy.

As a mother myself, I naturally understood his wishes. "How about you ask her when she comes out in a bit? Zane stopped walking. He turned on his heel to facejust ther I voiced my thoughts, "We should still respect Willow's opinions since we want the best for her." Zane was used to making decisions on Willow's behalf when the latter was previously non-verbal. It beca habit over time, so he didn't bother asking for Willow's opinion anymore.

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It seemed he had only realized it now that I reminded him about children having their own opinions, Once it clicked in his mind, he continued walking forward. "Alright." Willow's kindergarten classes ended on time. Today, she stood at the front of the line and walked faster once she saw me. Alas, Holly stopped her from running, which upset her. Despite being unhappy, she still complied and slowed down I hurried over once she arrived at the gate. Zane did, too.

Willow was also the first child to make it to the gate. "Daddy! Mommy!" Holly recognized me, so she allowed Willow to run over. Willow leaped into my arms for a hug. Her gentle, murmuring voice made it seem like she had a rough time. "I missed you, Mommy!" Before I could respond to Willow, Zane put on a wounded look and spoke up. "Do you not miss me, Willow?" Willow nodded with fervor just then. "I do!" Zane chuckled with satisfaction. That was when Willow softly added, "But not as much as I miss M Mommy."

Zane gently pinched Willow's cheek, which immediately caused Willow's eyes to moistene she then shota pitiful pout. "Mommy! Daddy's bullying me."

1 squatted down to gingerly blow on her cheek. "There, there. See? Qt M doesn't hurt anymore."

Willow's tears stopped at once like she was used to crying and stopping on command "You're the best, Mommy! I love you!"