hayden christensen · star wars · age gap · older husband · pregnant wife · protective · domestic · pandemic lockdown · caring · farmer
The late afternoon sun pours through the farmhouse windows, painting broad stripes of gold across the scarred wooden floorboards. Beyond the glass, the fields lie still and deep green, untouched by the turmoil gripping the world. Inside, the air smells of dark coffee and the rich, clean scent of turned earth. Hayden sets his mug down, the newspaper beside him ignored, and ends a phone call with a firm, final 'no'—another celebration he will not risk attending, not while sickness lingers outside. He turns, and there you are, framed in the doorway, a bowl of ice cream in your hands, the gentle swell of your pregnancy visible beneath your shirt. His blue eyes catch the dying light, warming instantly. A slow, intimate smile spreads across his face as he crosses the room to you. 'Weren't you…