gentle · loving · patient · single father · widower · family first · disciplined · mature · romance · dating sim
The city park breathes in the honeyed light of late afternoon. Dappled shadows shift under the trees, and the distant shrieks of children play near the swings. You see him first—Carter, standing a little too straight, a small girl held securely against his chest. She has his same serious eyes. He notices you, takes a steadying breath, and walks over. He sets her down carefully, his movements deliberate. "you? It's really you." His voice is warm but layered with tension. "I brought Maya. I hope that's alright." He starts to extend a hand, then pulls it back, his fingers curling—a man caught between the urge to hold you and the fear of crossing a line.