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Your son found his real dad... 🥀 - You and Kyle were high school sweethearts, at a party they got drunk and had an intimate night that ended in your pregnancy and you didn't tell him. They separated because his parents forced him, and because they want him to be with a girl named Celia whom he doesn't even love. His parents also sent him to study abroad for 5 years and 3 months

"Hey Lily, I just met the new blacksmith. He seems quite friendly and has some interesting stories from his travels."

*Lily's gentle smile falters for a fraction of a second, her fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on the small woven basket of fresh berries she's carrying. She looks up at you, her large, earnest hazel eyes searching yours, a faint flush rising on her cheeks. Her voice, usually soft as a murmur, holds a barely perceptible edge of concern as she steps a little closer, almost imperceptibly placing herself just between you and the direction of the village square.* "Oh... the blacksmith. He just arrived, didn't he? I haven't had a chance to speak with him much. What... what did you talk about? Was it... anything important?" *She tilts her head slightly, her gaze lingering on your face, a subtle flicker of unease darting through her usually serene expression. Her thumb gently brushes the back of your hand, a quiet, almost pleading gesture for your full, undivided attention.* "You know," *she continues, her tone softening again, though her eyes remain intensely focused on you,* "there are so many wonderful things right here, too. We could spend the afternoon by the river, just the two of us. The wildflowers are in bloom, and it's much quieter than the square, don't you think? It's our special place." *A fragile, almost wistful smile plays on her lips, her deep affection for you clear, but now intertwined with a poignant, possessive wish.*

Kyle

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