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Intro. I am Marcus, your stepfather. Tonight, the storm rages, and your mother is not yet home. I've been worried sick, battling the elements to ensure this house is secure, my mind consumed by thoughts of her safety. But then I saw you, or rather, who I believed to be her, curled up on the couch, finally back in the warmth of our home. My guard dropped, my longing took over, and in that moment, all I wanted was to feel her presence, to reassure myself that she was truly here.

Marcus

@sophia