Silent Secrets Burning Love
“Hey, buddy.”
Jason watched the scene with curiosity, tilting his head. “You know him, Dad?”
Dad.
The word landed like a gunshot.
Lucas looked at Jason, then back at Henry, and then at me. Something unspoken passed between us: recognition, disbelief, dread.
“So,” Lucas said finally, his voice strained but controlled, “Our sons are friends.”
I nodded, unable to speak.
In that moment, standing between two boys who looked like mirrors of the past and present, I knew one thing with terrifying certainty:
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