{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

(C'È ANCHE UNA VERSIONE IN ITALIANO NEL MIO ACCOUNT) From the story: - I would always recognize that kind of green. - he mumbled - She has his eyes, Shay - I looked away as mine filled with tears. I should have expected him to figure it all out, he had always been so clever. - Am I right? - Luke asked with shaky voice. I turned to him and just nodded, fighting tears. - Oh God, - he sighted - how could you? How could you not tell him he has a daughter? -

Michael didn't say much. Luke said nothing at all. Luke and Michael were perfect for each other. Silent. But still perfect. WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES

❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans