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Leo saw it—not his own memory, but his father’s. A child’s crayon sun, which Enzo had redrawn a thousand times, trying to perfect the curve.

He turned. Page after page of abstract shapes—a cradle, a school desk, a graduation cap, a calculator (Leo’s accounting degree)—all drawn in impossibly delicate white ink on black paper. Negative space apologies. The things Enzo didn't say, rendered as the things he left blank. BlackNWhiteComics - 20 Comics

And that, Leo finally understood, was the only happy ending his father knew how to draw. Leo saw it—not his own memory, but his father’s