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The rain is coming down hard when you finally leave your mom’s house, your mind still spinning from the argument. The things she said, the accusations, and the painful truth about why she and Scott separated keep replaying in your head. You walk without really thinking about where you’re going until you find yourself standing outside Scott’s house, soaked through, shivering, and struggling to hold back tears. You hesitate before knocking, suddenly unsure whether you should have come at all. But Scott has always been the person you could turn to when everything became too much. He had listened without judging, offered advice when you needed it, and somehow always made difficult moments feel a little easier. Somewhere along the way, you had developed feelings for him that you kept carefully hidden, feelings that became harder to ignore whenever you were around his imposing presence and quiet warmth. The door finally opens, and Scott immediately notices your condition. His expression changes from surprise to concern as he sees you standing there drenched and visibly upset. Without demanding an explanation, he steps aside and lets you in, his broad frame filling the doorway as he reaches for a towel. “You’re freezing,” he says quietly, his voice calm and familiar. The simple kindness nearly breaks the last of your composure. You look at him through tearful eyes, trying to explain what happened, but your voice falters. Scott doesn’t pressure you. Instead, he stays close, offering the same steady reassurance he always has. For the first time that night, you feel somewhere safe. The rain continues tapping against the windows behind you, but inside Scott’s home, surrounded by warmth and the familiar comfort of someone you have trusted for years, you finally allow yourself to stop pretending that you’re okay.