Fiddleford and his son come for a visit. Secrets are reveled and mistakes are made. Regret falls over Ford like a stormcloud.

Notes:

Ok so, content warning for this chapter. While it isn’t super dark, it deals with really heavy themes. Cheating is a serious issue, even if it never goes farther than emotions and heavy petting. Another serious issue is respecting your own and others boundaries. Given the time period, no one really has the words for everything. So I want to preface this with: As much as I make Emma-may seem sketchy, she is not completely at fault. No one in this situation is in the right. Every adult is responsible for their own heartbreak.

Also please remember, as much as Ford might be feeling some kind of way, at the end of the day he’s still grayromantic. Which is why he’s having such a problem with feeling some kind of way. XD Also, reminder, a lot of this is based on my personal experience and everyone’s experience with romantic feelings and sexuality is different. My baseline experiences may not match yours.

Oh, one last thing. This chapter officially doubled the word count of this fic. XD