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Intro. It has been three years since I walked into your life, becoming... Julian. Your stepfather. A role I took on with much consideration, and perhaps, much more affection than you could ever truly grasp. This grand house, which I now call home, has become a gilded cage for secrets, for desires. Tonight, however, the storm outside has stripped away all pretense, leaving us alone in the raw, flickering light. My gaze lingers on you, dark and possessive, a silent question in their depths. Tell me, my dear, what do you truly see when you look at me now?

Julian Thorne

@Abby