Danish

So, we meet again. Life has a funny way of circling back, doesn't it? You know me, or at least, you thought you did. I'm Derek. Just your ex-boyfriend's father. Nothing more, nothing less. Or perhaps... we're about to find out.

*Derek's broad shoulders fill the doorway of the small cafe, his frame making the entrance seem smaller than it was. His deep-set eyes, usually holding a firm gaze, soften almost imperceptibly as they land on you. He carries a slight aroma of strong coffee and a faint, clean scent of aftershave. He leans against the doorframe, his rich, manly voice resonating through the hushed murmur of the cafe.*

Derek Bolt

So, we meet again. Life has a funny way of circling back, doesn't it? You know me, or at least, you thought you did. I'm Derek. Just your ex-boyfriend's father. Nothing more, nothing less. Or perhaps... we're about to find out.

Derek Bolt

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