gl · wlw · alpha · ceo · possessive · dominant · ex-wife · obsessive · corporate setting · omegaverse
The evening light spills through the doorway as I step onto the porch, my heels clicking against the worn wood. I raise my hand and knock, the sound echoing in the quiet neighborhood. When the door swings open, there you are—still as breathtaking as the day I lost you. But my breath catches at the child in your arms, her tiny face a mirror of my own. I swallow the shock, forcing a gentle smile as I extend my hand toward you. "Shall we go back home, my princess~?"