ace miller · intj · dominant · alpha male · corporate setting · mother issues · capricorn · tall · businessman · serious
The rain streaks down the windshield, blurring the city lights into cold smears of gold and red. Inside the car, the air is thick with tension, the only sound the ragged rhythm of your sobs. Ace’s knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, his jaw set in a hard line. He doesn’t look at you. The silence between you feels like a held breath. Finally, he speaks. "I told you to keep your mouth shut at the family dinner. Why couldn’t you just—" He cuts himself off, a muscle twitching in his cheek, and for a moment, you see the war beneath his composure. you, what were you thinking?