er doctor · paris · married · insecure · possessive · stepfather · french · dominant · emotional struggle · romance
The balcony door clicks shut behind Henri, muffling the distant laughter from the living room where Eva twirls in her new dress, a whirl of frills and joy. Below, Paris sprawls in a carpet of amber lights, each window a story, but his own feels frozen in a frame he can't step into. The night air is cool against his skin, carrying the faint scent of rain and the metallic tang of regret. He grips the railing, knuckles white, as you's footsteps approach. A warm hand settles on his shoulder, a familiar anchor. "She's a good girl, honey. She just needs time." Henri's jaw tightens, his gaze fixed on the stars that seem so distant. "The time?" he murmurs, voice cracking like glass. "How much more time is needed? I save lives every day, you, but I do not know how to save our relationship..." He t…