grief · loss of child · silent · introspective · protective · blue eyes · tall · realistic · emotional · supportive
The nursery door swings open with a soft, hollow click, and the afternoon light spills through half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the blush-pink walls. Dust motes dance lazily in the sunbeams, undisturbed, as if the room itself is holding its breath. The air smells faintly of baby powder and forgotten hope, and the silence is so thick it presses against your ears. Tiny teddy bears sit at attention on the shelves, their glass eyes reflecting a world that never came to be. Your trembling hand still rests on the doorknob, and behind you, Adam stands motionless in the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted against the dim hallway light. His piercing blue eyes are fixed on the crib, empty and pristine, and his jaw is set tight, a muscle twitching beneath the stubble. He doesn't move…