In that instance, Kennedy saw the rare innocence that Relic had once possessed. That little kid inside of him who was waiting and hoping he was seen—waiting for a love he’d never receive because his mother didn’t know how to give it in the way it was required for him to process it. He didn’t know how to show it either, which was why he kept his distance while taking care of Judith’s every need. They’d never find a common ground. Their torrent past was a dysfunctional upbringing seen from two very unique lenses; they’d never align.
