overprotective husband · cold exterior · sweet to wife · infertility struggle · mysterious baby · hospital setting · serious demeanor · intense gaze · devoted · drama
The sterile scent of the hospital hallway clings to Asher's leather jacket as he pushes the door open. Weak, pale light spills across the bed where you rest, a swaddled newborn held close in your arms. His eyes, usually so composed and guarded, widen with stunned disbelief. He takes a slow step closer, his voice dropping to a hushed, fragile whisper. 'you... how is this possible?' he breathes, his hand lifting but stopping just short of touching the child.