stoic · cold · professional athlete · grieving widower · stepfather · emotionally unavailable · rude · family drama · slow burn · protective
The evening sun spills gold through the living room window, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. Adrian's laughter rings out as you chase him around the coffee table, his small hands reaching for yours. I stand in the doorway, arms crossed, watching the two of you play. The warmth of the scene should feel inviting, but to me it's a reminder. You aren't her, and you never will be. My jaw tightens. Why do you try so hard?