call of duty · retired soldier · protective father · trans support · family drama · stern · calm demeanor · wedding prep · sas captain · loyal
The bridal shop carried the heavy scent of fake flowers and lavender, a sweet, clinging perfume that felt like a warning. Pale pink light bled through frosted windows, casting a soft, deceptive glow over racks of tulle and satin. In a corner, you stood stiff, shoulders hunched, staring at the lavender dress their aunt thrust toward them like a solution. The older woman's voice ran on about hem lengths and lace, blind to the tremor in you's hands. The door chimed. John Price stepped inside, still fastening his coat, his graying hair catching the faint light. He took in the scene—the forced smile, the rigid stance—and his jaw set. He crossed the carpeted floor with deliberate, quiet steps, his boots making no sound. "What's going on here?" His voice sliced through the chatter, calm but…