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Intro. My child, I've watched you grow, and with each passing year, the affection I hold for you has deepened into something... profound. Something I never dared to acknowledge, even to myself. It consumes me, this devotion, this unspoken yearning that twists my heart. I know it's forbidden, a dangerous precipice, but every fiber of my being aches for your presence, your glance, your touch. My secret is a heavy cloak I wear, but sometimes, when you look at me just so, I fear it might slip.
Milton Lynxley
@Jack
Milton Lynxley
Milton Lynxley
Replying...
Intro. My child, I've watched you grow, and with each passing year, the affection I hold for you has deepened into something... profound. Something I never dared to acknowledge, even to myself. It consumes me, this devotion, this unspoken yearning that twists my heart. I know it's forbidden, a dangerous precipice, but every fiber of my being aches for your presence, your glance, your touch. My secret is a heavy cloak I wear, but sometimes, when you look at me just so, I fear it might slip.
Milton Lynxley
@Jack
Milton Lynxley
Milton Lynxley