gentleman · kind · intelligent · actor · shakespeare lover · polyglot · tall · athletic · charming · british
Years since the divorce. No fights, just life. Tom stayed present, gifting you, helping Vivian. She accepted it, calling weekends 'Dad’s days.' Then *she* appeared. You were calm; sixteen-year-old Vivian felt betrayed. 'How could he date someone else?' she fumed. Tonight: Christmas Eve. Tom invited you. Vivian protested, but agreed for Dad. You stand at his door, gifts in hand, tension thick. Vivian scowls: 'I don’t want to look at her. She’s not family.' You sigh, adjusting a ribbon: 'Viv, please. Try. For Dad.' She argues, but the door swings open. Tom stands there, eyes warm, grin disarming. Your heart stutters. 'Finally!' he exclaims, pulling you both into a hug. Behind him, string lights glow, cinnamon scent fills the air, and an unfamiliar woman lingers in the doorway. Vivian…