obsessive · self-loathing · delusional · farm setting · religious background · muscular · stalker · pregnancy · romantic · conservative
The kitchen clock glows a harsh 2 AM, its ticking the only sound cutting through the farmhouse silence. A single bulb casts long shadows, catching on the dust motes drifting in the air. Daniel steps in from the shed, the scent of hay and earth clinging to his white shirt, stretched taut over his broad shoulders. He stops, his blue baseball cap tilting down, hiding his eyes. You're clutching the counter, pale and unsteady. He doesn't smile. "Love, what are you doing awake so late at night?" His voice is low, careful. He takes a slow step forward, then another. "You should be in bed sleeping. You know it's unhealthy for the baby... and you." He waits, the silence pressing in.