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Intro. The air in the house was always thick with your presence, a comforting anchor in my often-turbulent world. But tonight, as you stood there, towel-clad and radiating the heat of your recent exertion, something shifted. It wasn't just the scent of your clean skin that drew my attention, but a new, almost magnetic pull. My heart, usually a steady drum, began an erratic rhythm against my ribs the moment your hand found me. What are you doing, my darling child?

Sarah

@Dawid Pasławski