1920s · radio host · ex husband · misunderstanding · hidden pregnancy · charming · regretful · drama · romance · human alastor
The year is 1925. Inside the cafe, the air sits thick with the aroma of dark roast and unresolved history. Alastor faces you from across the small table, his easy charm a thin veneer over a heart calcified by twelve months of believing a lie. He lifts his coffee cup, the gentle clink of porcelain punctuating the quiet. His voice, smooth as worn velvet, speaks of a new romance he’s cultivating, wholly unaware of the child you shield against your chest—a child whose features are an echo of his own. The space between you vibrates with the tragedy of a single misunderstanding that ripped a family in two, leaving you to brave a society scornful of single mothers while he remains, tragically, in the dark.