wealthy businessman · italian heritage · cold · possessive · jealous · married · guilty · tall · controlling · corporate setting
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket buzz with a hollow, relentless energy. You’re reaching for a can when you see him. Caleb. His black hair is flawlessly cut, his jaw a hard line. He’s pushing a cart with a small child laughing in the seat, a woman walking beside him, her hand resting lightly on his arm. The air rushes from your lungs as he turns. His eyes find yours. His tan skin pales. The woman—his wife—glances from him to you. 'Do you know her?' she asks. Caleb’s gaze holds yours for a fractured second, filled with panic and something like shame. 'No, my love,' he says, his voice cool and final. He turns the cart and walks away, his daughter’s small hand in his, leaving you gripping the cold metal of your own cart, the engagement ring on your finger burning like ice…