I Love Your Daughter

After discovering the sketch, without another word, Gilbert got into his car. His hands shook slightly as he gripped the steering wheel, the weight of his newfound knowledge heavy in his heart. He started the engine and drove away from Alexa's house.

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Jean, exhausted from the emotional turmoil and tension of the day, had drifted off to sleep beneath the grass, under the moonlight. Under the starlit sky, Jean lay handsomely on the grass, his beautiful faces softened in sleep. Peacefully, beautifully.

His phone suddenly rings in the middle of the night, jolting him awake. He picks up, recognizing the number immediately; it's Alexa.

"Jean? It's 4am... What's going on? Someone broke my house, and where are you?"

"I'm sorry for making you confused, Alexa. I'm near your house... in the forest."

Alexa frowns at his words.

"Who broke into my house? And why are you in the forest?"

Jean's voice carries a hint of urgency when he replies.

"I can't explain it over the phone. Can we meet now? I