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“He’s wonderful, Maya. Kind. Stable. He makes me feel like I can breathe again.” Stable. The word lands like a slap. She’d used the same word to describe my dad twenty-five years ago, when they’d bought their first house together. “I don’t care if he’s the king of England. You owed me a phone call. You owed Dad a phone call, wait, did you even tell him, or is he going to find out from the news too?”

Now I was nothing but an employee and his daughter's best friend to him and whatever it was that happened between us was already long forgotten by him. It made me wonder if he regretted sleeping with me that night and much to my dismay, I felt a part of me hurt when I had that thought. I mentally scolded myself immediately. I was with Aiden and I was happy. I shouldn't be fawning over my best friend's dad who definitely had a line of older and more achieved women at his beck and call. So whatever it was that we had that fateful day was long gone and it was time I moved on too.

He slipped a small note into my hand before walking away. Later, when I was alone, I opened it: “You will always be my favorite secret. Take care of yourself. — M” As I drove away from home a few days later, I glanced in the rearview mirror. Marcus stood on the porch beside my father, waving goodbye like the loyal best friend he was supposed to be. But I knew the truth. Our secret summer had changed everything. And though the road ahead was complicated and uncertain, I couldn’t bring myself to regret falling for my dad’s best friend. The End

Charlotte's pov One thing I never wanted to happen was for Ava to find out about my affair with her dad. It's crazy—I can't leave him, and I don't want anyone else to know. Is this normal? Love is supposed to be something others can see and appreciate. When I was dating Harry, everyone in the neighborhood and school knew about it because we were seen together in public, and I thought everything was fine. But when I accidentally met Tyler at the hotel, he became the nicest person I had ever encountered. And out of the blue, he had to be my best friend's dad. I can't leave him right now. My whole being would never forgive me. I've never loved someone so certain that they would leave me.

for being that person she could talk to or run to when things were bad. She was thanking me for taking her in and lending my ear and my help. That's when it hit me. Carly Woods was now my friend. Things had changed. I stared behind her, seeing her father coming up with flowers in his hand. I smiled. Carly turned around and gave a laugh. She was happy. She ran into her father's arms, telling him the good news. He had never seen her perform, not in person anyway. The times he did see were on a video recording that friends and babysitters took for him. He was proud of his little girl. As he hugged her, his eyes wandered over to me and he gave a wink, which in return made me smile. I saw someth

Jayden turned to Bryan in question, " Say something, Dad! " Ava frowned, ‘ Dad? ’ She asked herself. Suddenly, realization dawned on her as she saw the resemblance. Bryan was Jayden's father?? Her ex?? She stared at them in shock when reality hit the spot. She had been dating her ex's father all these while?? Holy shit, she thought. What a perfect revenge, she thought to herself sweetly. Bryan cleared his throat, " I'm sorry you guys had to meet this way. This is Ava, my girlfriend, " Turning to Ava, he winked " Ava, meet my son, Jayden. "

“I know, D… but you have so much on your plate right now with Killian and the videos. I don’t want to burden you.” “Friendship isn’t just about you giving and giving while I receive, LJ,” I tell her, squeezing her fingers. “I am willing to receive your heavy stuff, too. I can shove my own issues aside. Talk to me.” She lets out a shaky breath, looking down at our joined hands. “That was my ex. He always does this... he tracks me down when things go bad for him back home. Dawn... I’m not who you think I am. I don’t come from a wealthy family. All that money on my profile, the high-end stuff... that belongs to my step-father. And well...”

“We were best friends in college. Your father and I shared a lot back then. I remember he often told me about you…that he had a smart daughter—even smarter than him, he said, and he was sure you would succeed in the future. He’s a proud Dad, I almost went deaf from all his stories about you. Although, I didn’t get the chance to meet you while your father was still alive. And it’s sad knowing that I met you now but your father is no longer here.” I didn’t know what to say. Hearing how important I was to Dad felt like someone was caressing my heart. Because when he was still alive, he had been too busy working and I could barely spend time with him. I shook my head. My head was already hurting

“Sorry? That’s what you’re going with? Who the fuck are you, Eli?” I didn't even know he was into men. Had i been a fool all these while? I took another step back, anger burning my eyes. “You could’ve slept with anyone in the damn world, Eli. Anyone. But no—you had to fuck my Dad! Jeez!” He flinched. Again. But I didn't bloody care. I was too repulsed to say the least. Goddess knows what they'd been doing the whole time I was away. I turned my glare on Dad. “And you—you couldn’t find someone your own age? Someone other than my BEST FUCKING FRIEND? How could you do this to me?”

Harper and Hayden giggled, shyly introducing themselves. My father charmed them with stories and jokes, quickly winning their hearts. As I watched, my unease began to dissipate, replaced by warmth. Maybe this visit wouldn't be so bad after all. "Dad, can I get you two some coffee?" I asked, trying to sound casual. "Please, dear," he replied, settling onto the couch. Xavier joined him, and they launched into a lively conversation. I smiled, feeling a sense of normalcy return. But as I poured the coffee, I tried to brush off the thought of my father finding out about me and Xavier. Even if we did tell him, how would that impact his relationship with his best friend?