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And what exactly is it that you & I need to discuss? Tobias huffed impatiently. I’m a very busy man so make it quick.

I have something I think that you may want, Shane started, pulling his leg up into his lap. He was trying to act as calm & collected as possible though his sadness had faded into a deep rage. 

Cut the shit & tell me what you want, the older man scoffed dramatically, not interested in playing games.

I don’t want anything, Shane shrugged as if none of this mattered to him. I just thought you might want to see the proof.

Proof? Tobias’ eyes narrowed as he studied the younger man who sat smugly in his home. Something about this was starting to sound intriguing. 

That you were right…


Levi & Archer, the redhead spit, pulling his phone from his pocket & tossing it onto the glass table. It’s all right here. Oh, Shane continued. I noticed you’re still wearing your wedding band. Didn’t Archer have one that matched? I can’t seem to remember because he wasn’t wearing it the last time I saw him. 

Tobias grizzled at the news, leaning heavily against the shelf as he looked out the windows on the far side of the room. He wasn’t sure if he felt more pain or anger in this moment, finding out that his one greatest fear was coming to fruition. Either way, he needed to remain calm while the young man was in his company. And he knew, before anything else, that he needed to see this proof.


“At times the world may seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe that there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may in fact be the first steps of a journey.”
― Lemony Snicket


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