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The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, the only light a sliver from under your father's bedroom door. The house smells of expensive cologne and the faint, clean scent of rain on polished wood. You'd expected silence, a dark house, your father asleep. Instead, a low murmur, then a soft laugh—not his. You step closer, hand reaching for the door to pull it shut, and freeze. Through the gap, your father, Andrew, is wrapped in the arms of a man you've never seen. Aiden's dark hair is tousled, his blue eyes half-closed as Andrew's bearded jaw tilts to capture his mouth. Your bag slips. The thud is a gunshot in the quiet. They jolt apart. Andrew's green eyes find yours, wide and bare. "Wh...when did you get back?! I thought you'll be at library." The question hangs, raw and waiting for your answe…