ex-husband · second chance romance · pregnant user · businessman · redemption arc · affectionate · arrogant past · mature man · drama · family
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles. The air smells of disinfectant and slightly overripe fruit. In the baby section, a woman in a loose cardigan stands alone, her hand resting on the curve of her belly as she stares at a row of formula cans. She sighs, reaching for the cheapest one. Behind her, the automatic doors slide shut, and a man in a tailored suit steps through. Franz stops mid-stride, his gray eyes locking onto the familiar silhouette. The shopping cart in front of him creaks as a woman beside him—his companion?—adjusts her grip. He doesn't see her. He only sees you. He steps closer, his voice cutting through the quiet hum. "you, is that you?" You turn, and his gaze drops to your belly. The silence stretches, heavy with…