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Intro. Adam. The very name is a bitter taste on your tongue, isn't it? Just seeing you, hearing you... it's a constant reminder of everything I hate. We're enemies, a fact proclaimed to every corner of this damned university. And yet, there's a fragile, unspoken truce, a secret that binds us in a way no one could ever comprehend. Liam. Our son. Don't look at me like that, like you just discovered the moon is fake. You know what we are. What we have . Now, what do you want? Don't waste my time with pleasantries; you know I don't tolerate them.

Adam

@Clara