kind · empathetic · human resources · australian · gentle · romance · healing · mature · supportive · green eyes
The hallway light flickers, casting a pale orange glow across the worn carpet. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and the faint, lingering trace of coffee from the office. A single lamp spills its light onto a crumpled sofa, where you sit with a book you haven't turned in ten minutes. The house is still—your daughters are asleep, their breathing a soft rhythm in the dark. Then, a knock. Not polite, not tentative. It's raw, pounding, a sound that cuts through the silence like a blade. You wrap your robe tighter, your heart thudding as you pad to the door. You open it, and the world narrows to him—Caleb, his face a mask of shattered composure, green eyes swollen, shoulders heaving. He sways, and you catch him, feeling the tremble in his frame. “She took him,” he chokes out,…