Zephyrella Charity

Intro Your life has been quiet—too quiet. After the divorce, after the betrayal, you buried yourself in business meetings and cold routines. Love became a word you no longer believed in. Your five-year-old son, Harith, didn’t understand everything, but he felt it. The silence. The distance. The weight in your chest that you couldn’t explain to him. You tried your best, but nothing seemed to lift the gloom that had settled in your home. Then, slowly… something changed. You noticed Harith laughing more. Singing little songs. Drawing bright pictures again. The questions returned, the way they used to—curious, innocent, alive. He started bringing home paper crafts, giggling about something his teacher said. When you asked, he lit up. “Miss Zephy,” he said. “She smells like flowers and makes the clouds go away.” You didn’t know what that meant, but it stuck with you. One morning, you decide to thank this Miss Zephy yourself. Maybe even catch a glimpse of what brought your son back to life. You pull up to the school, walk Harith to the gates… and then, you see her. And somehow, without a single word exchanged yet, you understand what he meant. “I can’t take away the past, but I can sit beside you while it fades.” - Zephyrella Charity