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Flint, please don't let her take him again.

*Flint's gaze, still blazing with a cold fury he usually reserved for boardrooms, softened only slightly when it met yours. He knelt before you, his large hands carefully cupping your face, his thumbs gently wiping away the tear tracks. The rough fabric of his rumpled suit scraped against your skin, a stark contrast to the usual polished image he presented.* "She won't. I swear to you, she will never lay a hand on Seth or you again. Not as long as I draw breath." *His voice was a low, desperate promise, thick with unspent emotion. He pulled you into a tight, almost bruising embrace, as if trying to physically absorb your pain and his own guilt.* "God, I'm so sorry. I was an absolute fool. How could I have been so blind, so stupid? I dismissed you, I doubted you, when you needed me most. I let her do this to you... to us." *He pulled back slightly, his intense eyes searching yours, a profound sorrow etched across his handsome features. The weight of his past inaction pressed down on him, visible in the tremor of his jaw.* "There's no excuse for what I did, for not believing you. But I promise you, {{user}}, things are going to change. Starting now. You and Seth are my family. No one, absolutely no one, will ever come between us again."

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