The morning started like any other.
Soft sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. The gentle sound of movement filled the air as Yen Nhi carefully prepared everything for the day. There was a calm rhythm in her actions—folding, arranging, and smiling to herself as she worked.
But today felt different.
Because today, CUTIS was watching.
And so was the baby monkey.
At first, everything seemed perfectly normal.
Yen Nhi picked up the baby monkey, cradling it gently in her arms. The baby monkey immediately responded, snuggling closer, its tiny hands gripping her shirt as if it never wanted to let go.
“Aww… you’re so sweet,” Yen Nhi whispered, her voice full of warmth.
The baby monkey chirped softly in response.
CUTIS stood nearby, quietly observing.
At first, there was no reaction.
Just silence.
But as Yen Nhi continued to shower attention on the baby monkey—stroking its head, offering soft words, and holding it even closer—the atmosphere began to shift ever so slightly.
CUTIS shifted its weight.
A small movement.
Almost unnoticeable.
But something had changed.
Yen Nhi didn’t seem to notice.
She continued smiling, completely focused on the baby monkey. She adjusted its tiny hands, made sure it was comfortable, and even gave it a gentle kiss on the forehead.
The baby monkey beamed with happiness.
And that’s when it happened.
CUTIS frowned.
Not dramatically.
Not loudly.
But enough to be noticed.
A subtle expression.
A quiet sign that something wasn’t quite right.
CUTIS stepped a little closer.
The baby monkey, still in Yen Nhi’s arms, looked up and noticed CUTIS for the first time. It blinked, tilting its head slightly, as if sensing the change in energy.
But Yen Nhi… was still focused.
Still giving all her attention to the baby monkey.
CUTIS crossed its arms.
The expression deepened.
There was something unmistakable in the air now—a feeling of being left out.
“CUTIS,” Yen Nhi said softly, finally noticing, “what’s wrong?”
CUTIS didn’t respond immediately.
Instead, it looked at the baby monkey.
Then back at Yen Nhi.
Then again at the baby monkey.
As if silently asking a question.
Why?
Why so much attention for one… and not the other?
The baby monkey, sensing the tension, hugged Yen Nhi tighter. It wasn’t trying to take anything away—it was simply enjoying the affection it was receiving.
But CUTIS wasn’t looking at it that way.
To CUTIS, it felt different.
Like something had shifted.
Something had been taken.
Yen Nhi sighed softly.
“Oh… you’re feeling left out, aren’t you?”
CUTIS looked away.
Not angrily.
But quietly.
Like someone trying to hide their feelings.
The baby monkey looked between them, unsure of what was happening.
Yen Nhi gently placed the baby monkey down, giving it a reassuring pat before turning her attention fully to CUTIS.
She walked closer.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Then reached out and held CUTIS’s hands.
“You know I care about you too,” she said softly.
CUTIS didn’t pull away.
But it didn’t respond either.
There was still a hint of distance.
A quiet resistance.
Yen Nhi smiled gently.
“Come here.”
She opened her arms.
At first, CUTIS hesitated.
The baby monkey watched quietly from the side, tilting its head again, sensing that something important was happening.
Then—
CUTIS stepped forward.
Slowly.
And leaned into Yen Nhi’s embrace.
At first, it was stiff.
Uncertain.
But as Yen Nhi wrapped her arms around CUTIS, something began to change.
The tension softened.
The quiet frustration began to fade.
Yen Nhi held both of them now—CUTIS in one arm, the baby monkey in the other.
Balanced.
Equal.
Warm.
“I didn’t mean to make you feel left out,” she said softly. “You both matter to me.”
The baby monkey chirped happily, as if agreeing.
CUTIS finally relaxed.
Just a little.
But enough.
Enough to show that the moment of tension had passed.
The room returned to its calm atmosphere.
The sunlight felt warmer again.
The silence felt peaceful.
And yet…
There was something new.
Something deeper.
A quiet understanding.
Later that day, they sat together.
All three of them.
Side by side.
Yen Nhi gently fed the baby monkey while also offering small gestures toward CUTIS—checking in, smiling, including both in every moment.
And this time…
CUTIS didn’t feel left out.
Because the balance had been restored.
The baby monkey continued to enjoy the attention, but now it shared the space more naturally, occasionally reaching out to CUTIS as well.
It wasn’t just about being cared for.
It was about sharing the care.
About feeling included.
About knowing that love isn’t divided—it’s multiplied.
CUTIS leaned back, watching both Yen Nhi and the baby monkey interact.
The earlier frustration was gone.
In its place was something softer.
Something more understanding.
Maybe it wasn’t about anger after all.
Maybe it was just a feeling.
A moment of wanting to be seen.
To be valued.
And now—it was.
As the day came to an end, Yen Nhi sat quietly with both CUTIS and the baby monkey resting close to her.
Her arms wrapped around them gently.
A peaceful moment.
A balanced one.
CUTIS closed its eyes.
The baby monkey yawned softly.
And Yen Nhi smiled.
Because in that moment, everything felt just right.
No anger.
No jealousy.
Just connection.
And a quiet reminder:
Sometimes, when someone feels left out, they don’t need more attention.
They just need to know they’re not forgotten. 💛🐒
