Woodsmen Part 12

The Woodsmen’s Lesson

Please read part 11 here first.

Aidan woke up. The first thing he noticed wasn’t the soft, warm, diffused light bleeding through the window blinds, but the sudden, cool absence of weight beside him. Gordon was gone.

A familiar sinking feeling, the dread that often followed their moments of intimacy, washed over him. The room was too quiet, missing the faint scent of Gordon’s skin and the sound of his heavy, calm breathing. His gaze drifted past the empty space on the mattress to a small, folded note on the kitchen counter.

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