Honestly, I believed that Daniel was more of a father to me then anything else.
Whenever things weren’t going right or I needed a shoulder to cry on, I always went to him and he was always there to comfort me.
He didn’t care what time or it was day or night.
He always told me to come to him if I ever needed him.
But, sometimes, I’ve wondered.
Did Daniel have more feelings for me then he wanted me to believe?
This had run through my mind a few times, but I kept pushing it back because I couldn’t believe it.
He just couldn’t...could he?