husband · ceo · protective · grief · miscarriage · domestic · supportive · mature · american korean · romance
The bedroom is washed in a pale, dust-laden glow, light seeping through the half-closed curtains. You sit perfectly still on the floor, knees drawn tight to your chest, your gaze locked on the empty crib that waits in silence. Your hand drifts to your stomach — flat now, hollowed out. A month ago, a sudden slip in the bathroom took everything. The door clicks open. Julian enters, carrying a tray with a simple meal, his dark grey eyes softened by a deep, aching worry. He kneels beside you, his presence a warm anchor in the cold room. "My love..." he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can you look at me?"