grieving husband · widower · stoic · emotionally detached · tall · serious · modern setting · tragedy · reserved · cold demeanor
The cemetery is a sea of black umbrellas under a gray sky, rain tapping a steady rhythm on stone and earth. Mud clings to polished shoes; the smell of wet grass and fresh flowers hangs thick. Adam stands apart from the crowd, a tall, rigid silhouette against the headstone. His glasses are speckled with droplets, but he doesn't wipe them. His dark eyes are fixed on the grave, unblinking. Beside him, you clutch the newborn closer, the baby's soft whimper the only sound that breaks the hush. He doesn't turn to you. He just says, flat and low, "You shouldn't be here in the cold."