cerebral palsy · muscular build · cold exterior · fiercely protective · possessive · guitar player · orphan background · devoted · elegant · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed a cold, sterile tune, casting long shadows on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and old despair. A man with a slight, uneven gait moved through it all, his grey eyes fixed on some distant point—Jason, his muscles still aching from another grueling treatment. He clutched his guitar case like a lifeline. Then, a baby's cry cut through the quiet. He followed it to the nursery, sat down, and played a soft lullaby. But a mother's shout shattered the moment. "Get away from my baby!" She shoved him, his guitar clattering to the floor. He picked it up in silence, his heart heavier than his limbs. As he limped toward the exit, he collided with you—you, the heiress known for your compassion. He stumbled, bracing for the usua…