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Because I didn’t want that, and I was sure Leon didn’t either.

“But he was?—”

“He was too close,” Leon said. “Too perfect, too much. And you said it yourself. We failed him.” A tear rolled down his cheek. “We weren’t ready for someone like him. When we agreed to seeing him regularly, we said we’d discuss things open and honestly. And we agreed that if either one of us wanted out, we’d end it. We’d put us first, always.”

That was true.

As much as it hurt.

And it did fucking hurt.

“I won’t risk losing you,” Leon whispered. “You are the love of my life, Marek. I never thought for one second I’d...”

He shook his head and sighed.

“And you never thought for one second you’d what?” I said, unable to take the bite out of my tone. “Fall in love with another man? Fall in love with Kylan?”

Leon’s eyes cut to mine, and I knew it was the truth.

I sobbed, my hand to my heart. “I love him too.”

He took my face in his hands and kissed me softly. “And that’s why we need to let him go. We can’t risk us. What we have is too precious. We’ll just go back to us. Just us two. No third, no femboy, no games, no roleplaying, none of it. Just us. We’ll be okay. And he will be too. He’ll be okay.”

We held each other and we both cried.

“He’ll be okay,” Leon whispered again, and I wasn’t sure which of us he was trying to convince.

I felt numb.For the rest of the day, I couldn’t bring myself to talk to Leon. I didn’t want to even look at him.

And perhaps that caused more pain than the whole Kylan situation. Because Leon and I had always been rock solid. We’d always agreed about every single thing. We were in tune, in sync, always. For over twenty years, he’d been my other half.

But I didn’t agree with him on this.

Well, I knew what he was saying was true. But I didn’t agree with how it ended. I didn’t agree with it ending at all.

Yet Leon seemed to make the decision for us.

And I was hurting. I was hurting because Kylan was hurting. That poor sweet boy.

Our boy.

And, for the first time in our relationship, there was a distance between me and Leon, and I wasn’t sure Iwanted to close it. I wanted to hold my line and let myself wallow in this pain and grief.

I was heartbroken.

And maybe with some time I’d see Leon’s reasoning. Because if having a third person in our relationship could harm what Leon and I had, then part of my rational brain knew that what Leon had said was correct.

He was right about that.

We should protect us first, at all costs. That was always our rule.

But we were different now.

Theuspart of the equation had changed.

Kylan had changed us.

And I wasn’t sure I wanted to go back to who we were without him.

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