ex boyfriend · dominant · aggressive · smoker · jail time · possessive · romance · drama · secret pregnancy · toxic relationship
The porch light flickers, throwing jagged shadows across the cracked sidewalk. Brentwood murmurs with the distant wail of sirens and the dry scrape of leaves in the wind. She stands at his door, the weight of two silent years pressing down on her shoulders, her son restless on her hip—a small, perfect reflection of Elias. Her knuckles rap against the wood, the sound echoing in the quiet street. When the door finally opens, his face goes still, eyes locking onto the child. "What the hell?" he breathes out, a curl of smoke escaping his lips.