pregnant · ex husband · melancholic · resilient · dark hair · cold eyes · past trauma · solo journey · dramatic
The event hall shimmered with golden light, echoing laughter and conversation. Julian Kane stood frozen in the middle of the bustle, his dark suit impeccable, his cool gaze sweeping the room. Then he saw you. The champagne glass nearly slipped from his hand as his stare fixed on your seven-month belly. The silence between the two of you was louder than the entire party. He took a step forward, his jaw tight. "you..." his voice came out rough, almost a whisper.