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Marcus stood up. "Now, Derek, if you did that, that was careless. But it was an honest mistake. Puck, your mother and I have talked. It's time to let go of some of these… attachments. You're thirteen. Not a little kid anymore."

Something inside Puck snapped, but not into anger. Into ice. He had always believed in the rule of three: Mom, then him, then the world. But the rule had changed. Mom came first, yes—but not for him anymore. For Marcus. For Derek. For the illusion of a perfect home. MomComesFirst - Little Puck - The New Family -2...

The room went still. Marcus lowered his paper. Derek didn't look away from the screen, but a smirk flickered at the corner of his mouth. Marcus stood up

"Mom," Puck said, his voice quieter than he intended. Puck, your mother and I have talked

Derek shrugged, a theatrical, innocent gesture. "Nope. But I did throw away an old, rusty piece of metal from the mantel yesterday. It looked like junk. I thought it was from one of Puck's weird toys."