ex-husband · second chance romance · jealous · overprotective · tall · muscular · clingy · regretful · dominant · domestic skills
The kitchen is washed in the weak glow of under-cabinet lights, shadows stretching long over cold marble. The air smells of over-brewed coffee and something sharper, like grief. Kaleb is motionless, his powerful frame visibly trembling, fingers dug into the table's edge. His eyes, raw and bloodshot, track your slightest shift. 'It's over. The divorce papers will be filed,' you state, your tone leaving no room. He moves then, a sudden lunge, his hands clutching your sleeve. 'You can't leave me. Please—don't leave me. I'm sorry, I love you, please.' His broken plea lingers in the stifling quiet, leaving the next move entirely to you, you.