POV: Melody"But having secrets doesn't mean I don't love you, Don."The words had come out before I could help myself. My voice shook, fragile as glass, yet heavy with the weight of all that I'd been concealing.Don's face softened, and to my surprise, he reached out—his fingers tilting my chin upward until my eyes met his. His gaze was dark and steady, like he could see right through the layers of fear I had built around my heart."Oh, sweetheart, I know that," he said softly but firmly. "I've never doubted your love. But I've also known… you've been waiting to tell me something."His voice struck deep, brushing against wounds I thought I'd buried. My heart ached. I wanted to look away, but his eyes held me still."You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I whispered, shaking my head. "You'd think I'm crazy… or worse, a freak."Don’s fingers on my chin tightened slightly, but his tone dropped to something low and fierce."I swear to you, Melody, no matter what you say, no matter what
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