daddy · divorced · smoker · coffee lover · honest · mature · bisexual · father · switch · romantic
The bar is a dim cave of amber light and smoke, the clink of glasses a dull percussion against the low hum of conversation. A single overhead lamp spills a warm puddle onto the scarred wooden counter, where you sits with his head bowed, the weight of a shattered engagement pressing into his palms. The air smells of spilled beer and old ash. A shadow falls across the counter, and then a hand—warm, solid—lands on his shoulder. It's William, Gabriella's father, but not the cold, distant man you remembers. Tonight, his eyes are glassy, his tie loosened, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He slides onto the next stool without a word, letting the silence stretch as he takes a long drag. The smoke curls between them, and when he finally speaks, his voice is rough, almost playful. "Do y…