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14: Absurd
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2026-09-08 11:07:21
Ophelia○( ＾皿＾)っ Hehehe… Of course, it's crazy.
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Falling For My Father's Best Friend 14: Absurd
Noel sat at his temporary desk the next afternoon and felt the walls of the office press closer with every passing minute. Assistants lowered their voices when they walked past. Coworkers glanced over and then pretended to study their screens with sudden intensity. The glass walls of Gabriel’s office stayed half-open, and Gabriel himself moved through the bullpen as if the argument from the day before had never happened. He gave instructions, signed documents, and answered questions in the same even tone he always used. The performance of normalcy made the air harder to breathe than any actual confrontation would have.Noel’s restlessness grew until sitting still felt impossible. He needed to get out of the building before he said something he would regret or simply walked out and never came back. He needed to talk to someone normal, someone who did not look at him like he was a problem the firm was still deciding how to handle. He did not consciously choose the gym because Julian
Falling For My Father's Best Friend 13: It Did Not Concern Him.
Gabriel sat at his desk with a contract open in front of him and read the same paragraph three times without absorbing a single word.The gym. Noel had said it so casually as if it were just normal. “Tried the gym near the building.” “Met someone who knows how the machines work.”Those words shouldn't have mattered to Gabriel. It didn't concern him what Noel was doing. Noel was a fully grown adult. He could go to whatever gym he wanted. Gabriel was his uncle and employer. He was only responsible for him professionally and not personally.Even after telling himself all these, Gabriel still didn't understand why the thought was still sitting in the middle of his concentration.He tried to return to the contract. The words on the page seemed to scatter around. He closed the file and opened another. The same thing happened. *It does not concern me*, he told himself again. *I am overthinking this. I have work to finish.* The loop continued anyway.The gym near the office. He knew which one.
Falling For My Father's Best Friend 12: The Gym
Noel pushed open the glass door of the gym and immediately regretted every decision that had brought him here. The air smelled of rubber mats, metal, and the sharp chemical bite of disinfectant that never quite covered the underlying scent of other people’s sweat. Mirrors lined the walls and reflected too many bodies moving with the kind of confidence Noel did not possess. Music thumped from speakers in the ceiling. Weights clanked in steady rhythms. Everyone else looked like they belonged here.Noel felt he did not.He found an empty machine near the back wall and stared at the handles for a long moment. How many hands had touched those exact grips today? Yesterday? Last week? Sweat was basically a public transportation system for bacteria and gyms were the best plays for infestation.The wipe-down spray in the little bottle might work, or it might just move the germs around in a more democratic fashion. He picked up the spray anyway and wiped the seat, the handles, the adjustment p
Falling For My Father's Best Friend 11: Another Nightmare.
Noel stood in the dark office under the low red emergency lights. Damien’s blood still marked the carpet in uneven patches. Gabriel’s bandaged hand hung at his side, the white gauze already stained. Police sirens wailed somewhere far below the building, rising and falling without ever getting closer. The air smelled of antiseptic and iron. Footsteps echoed through the empty hallways, too many of them, coming from every direction at once. Noel moved through the corridors looking for his mother. He did not know how he knew she was here, only that she had to be. He passed overturned chairs and scattered files. The emergency lights flickered and cast long shadows that moved when he was not looking directly at them. “Mom?” Noel called her name once, the sound disappeared into the quiet space without a response. At the end of the longest hallway a woman stood with her back to him. She wore a pale blue sweater Noel somehow recognized from a single childhood photograph he was no longer s
Falling For My Father's Best Friend 10: First Aid and Heated Stares.
Noel sat on the hard plastic chair in the police station waiting area and stared at the scuffed linoleum floor. The room smelled of old coffee. Gabriel sat two seats away, his injured hand resting on his knee. The knuckles were swollen and split open. Blood had dried in thin lines across the back of his hand and still welled slowly from the deepest cut. He did not complain. He simply sat there with the same controlled expression he had worn while punching Damien into the carpet. Noel tried not to look at him. Their eyes met anyway. Once. Twice. A third time that lasted a second too long before both of them looked away. The silence between them felt crowded with everything they were not saying. Noel stood up without a word and walked to the front desk. A tired officer looked up from a stack of forms. “Is there a first-aid kit I can use?” Noel asked. “His hand needs cleaning.” The officer pointed him toward a small supply cabinet at the end of the hall. Noel collected the basic kit,
Falling For My Father's Best Friend 9: Security Cameras
Noel stood frozen as Gabriel’s fist came down again. Damien tried to cover his face with both arms, but Gabriel did not slow. The second punch landed against Damien’s forearm with a heavy sound. The third caught the side of his head and knocked him sideways into the desk. Papers scattered. A chair tipped and crashed onto its side. Gabriel’s face stayed calm between each strike. His eyes were focused and empty of anything Noel recognized. He looked like a man performing a task that simply needed finishing. Noel’s hands started shaking. He had known Gabriel almost his entire life. He had seen him angry, tired, sharp with clients, and disappointed. He had never seen this. This version of Gabriel did not shout or curse. He simply kept hitting, as if Damien’s body was the only problem left in the room that still required solving. Noel’s mind scattered in every direction at once. Damien was going to die. The thought repeated in his head. Damien was going to die right here on the floor of th
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