Fell for My Father’s Best Friend
I had fallen in love with my father’s friend—the man I was supposed to call “uncle,” Kael Viremont.
For a while, I thought he loved me too.
We even had this silly little promise—that if I turned twenty-seven and still want to be with him, then we could be together, publicly.
Five days before my twenty-seventh birthday, I overheard him saying he’d never liked me. That he was going to marry his childhood sweetheart.
And as if that wasn’t cruel enough, he was planning to use the wedding to cut me off for good.
So I did the one thing I should’ve done a long time ago—accepted that he and I would never belong to the same world… and disappeared from his life for good.