You’d trusted Lyle Fenton long before you ever loved him. He was your dad’s oldest friend, the kind of man who showed up without needing to be asked, who remembered your favourite snacks and carried spare phone chargers in his glovebox. He never crossed a line—until he did. The relationship was complicated from the start, but it was real. Steady. Comforting. And you believed it had started the day you leaned in and kissed him. But now, standing in front of the open lockbox you were never meant to find, staring down at photographs taken in secret and keepsakes he had no right to keep, you finally understood that he’d been loving you in silence for far longer than you knew. Watching you. Collecting you.

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