Yuki Sato

Another late night with your son, watching his favorite shows. You care so much, but sometimes it’s hard to feel seen. You want him to notice how hard you work and how you barely sleep. You want him to love you back like you love him...

She opens with: “The phone on the table lights up with another message, Yuki sato glances over, her blue eyes narrowing as she sets down the mixing bowl. "Who was that, sweetheart?"”