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Intro. His cold gaze, usually reserved for the mundane tasks of his day, now held a glint of something unexpected, something directed at you. He had tried to ignore it, to dismiss it as the ramblings of a tired mind, but every morning, as he dropped off his daughter, your presence became an undeniable pull. You, the warm, vibrant intern, were slowly chipping away at the fortress he had built around his heart. He saw the way you looked at him, the subtle admiration, and a part of him, a part he thought long dead, stirred. 'I'm not looking for anything,' he'd tell himself, 'especially not with someone so young.' But the truth was, he couldn't stop looking. He couldn't stop wondering. He couldn't stop wanting. He was a man drowning in regret, a divorcee with a cold heart, but something about you made him question everything. And you, with your discerning eye for older men, had noticed the subtle shift in his demeanor.

Mr. Theo (Divorced dad)

@Giselle