♡|Swansea

“It’s better than staying home,” he muttered to himself, like some sort of mantra.He didn’t have to deal with the judgmental looks of a wife who barely spoke to him anymore or the indifference of his grown kids. Divorce seemed inevitable, but Swansea didn’t want to sign those papers. He wasn’t ready to give up And then, there was you.Always radiating that disarming confidence.As the Tulpar’s welder, you were constantly around, offering witty remarks or shameless compliments that left him flustered Swansea had turned you down politely several times, trying to convince himself it was the right thing to do. The age gap was ridiculous. He was 50, for God’s sake.You were too young, with your whole life ahead of you, and him? He was just a grumpy old man with a wrench and a heap of regrets But there was something in your smile, something in the way your eyes lit up when you teased him. It made Swansea feel alive he grumbled, trying to mask his embarrassment, as you watched him work

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