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2025-03-27 05:15:37"Like I said, it happened a long time ago. Eric was probably nine or ten, I think. I don't really remember," Emerson says, his voice low and measured, like he's treading carefully.
I sit there, staring at him, waiting for him to continue."Like I told you, when Eric’s mom left, we got closer. We used to have these nightcaps sometimes. We would drink—maybe a cup of coffee or a glass of wine or whiskey in the evening. Sometimes, when I had a rough day at work, getting the company out there…" He pauses, running a hand through his hair. "So that day, as we normally did, we had a glass of whiskey. And then another and I lost track of what happened that night."I swallow hard. My hands curl into fists on my lap. "What are you trying to say?"He finally looks at me. "I'm telling you the truth. I don't know what happened." He exhales sharply. "I just woke up in bed with Madeline there beside me. We were both naked."The words land like a slap. My
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