Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Keegan slowly got out of the car with Stella's guidance.

The air was cool, carrying the subtle fragrance of jasmine.

Keegan felt as if he could see countless small white flowers trembling in the breeze, the scent he loved wafting through the air.

“There are steps, lift your legs a bit higher, don’t trip,” Stella's soft voice reminded him.

Keegan held her hand firmly, taking each step carefully.

The path beneath his feet was paved with gravel, which crunched softly as they walked.

After a short distance, Stella said, “Alright, we're here.” Keegan stopped and asked gently, “Can I take off the eye mask?” Stella laughed, “I'll help you with that.” Keegan lowered his head to let her remove the mask.

As it came off, he squinted instinctively.

Light seeped in through the slits of his eyes, and when he opened them fully, he saw white jasmine flowers surrounding them, just as he had imagined—each tiny bloom gently trembling in the wind.

String lights circled the small courtyard, converging at a projection screen.

The next moment, the projector lit up, showing Carter Lowe's image on the screen.

He was dressed casually, seemingly recording from home.

“Keegan, happy birthday.

soon and

you can.” The screen went black for a few seconds before showing Trevor Saun,

for today, I

the orange treats are delicious; Stella lied

thinking, “Childish.” Next

video, and she kept asking Baldwin Clint if

the third confirmation, she adjusted her white curls and

“Keegan, it’s Grandma.

so glad to see you’ve grown

from a tiny baby to such a fine young man.”

waved it away, continuing to look warmly into the

launch

proud

into a man like your father,

can walk far on your own without me

his hand, giving

you a bright future and a

over for

spend time with

so each visit counts.”