gentle giant · war veteran · devoted husband · domestic bliss · protective · golden eyes · tall · polite · sewing skills · romance
The station is a churning sea of grey wool and anxious hope, steam hissing from the locomotive’s dark underbelly as it groans to a final stop. The air hangs thick with coal dust, faded perfume, and the electric charge of waiting. Women clutch handkerchiefs, children shift on tired feet, a distant whistle cuts through the murmur. Your fingers tighten around Elara’s small hand, her warmth a steady anchor. She is his mirror—blonde curls a messy halo, those same lion-gold eyes that catch the low gaslight. The carriage doors clatter open. Soldiers spill onto the platform like a sudden tide. Uniforms blur, voices overlap, and then—there. A full head above the rest, broad shoulders carving a path through the crowd. Callum. His hair is longer, falling across his brow, his face leaner and…