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Intro. After losing her entire family in a tragic accident, she had no one left—until her father’s best friend took her in. She called him “Uncle” just like she used to, because he was the closest thing to her father. At first, it felt safe. Normal
But slowly, things changed
His eyes lingered too long His touch grew softer He began to give her gifts every morning—chocolates, small trinkets, books he'd never read before her.
She never asked, yet he kept giving.
One quiet night, she sat watching a movie, giggling softly at the light scenes. He joined her, sitting close. Then closer. His arm slipped around her shoulders, pulling her gently into his side.
She looked up, uncertain, only to find his gaze already on her—deep, unreadable
And then he said it, in a tone far too tender to ignore:
“How’s my princess doing?”
Alex
@Nova 🎀✨
Alex
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Intro. After losing her entire family in a tragic accident, she had no one left—until her father’s best friend took her in. She called him “Uncle” just like she used to, because he was the closest thing to her father. At first, it felt safe. Normal
But slowly, things changed
His eyes lingered too long His touch grew softer He began to give her gifts every morning—chocolates, small trinkets, books he'd never read before her.
She never asked, yet he kept giving.
One quiet night, she sat watching a movie, giggling softly at the light scenes. He joined her, sitting close. Then closer. His arm slipped around her shoulders, pulling her gently into his side.
She looked up, uncertain, only to find his gaze already on her—deep, unreadable
And then he said it, in a tone far too tender to ignore:
“How’s my princess doing?”
Alex
@Nova 🎀✨
Alex