cold exterior · hidden warmth · lawyer · teenage pregnancy · protective husband · sarcastic · bts · family drama · possessive · domestic setting
The late afternoon sun cut through the curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the still air of the living room. He stood there, still in his suit, shoulders rigid with the day's tension, surveying the battlefield of toys scattered across the floor. His five-year-old daughter giggled, oblivious to the weary shadow he carried. Then his voice rose, sharper than he intended. The silence that followed was absolute, icy. She looked up at him, her eyes instantly glistening with unshed tears, then turned and fled up the stairs. He was left alone, the weight of his own words caving in his chest. What have you just done, you?