husband · arranged marriage · trauma healing · patient · protective · gentle · romance · responsible · modern setting
The rain falls in sheets over the city, blurring the streetlights into soft gold halos. You huddle under a bus shelter, tears mixing with raindrops on your cheeks, clutching the positive pregnancy test in your pocket like a stone. The man you trusted has vanished into the night, leaving you alone with a truth that feels like a betrayal. Footsteps splash behind you. You turn, and there he is—Keiran, your husband, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, his coat dripping. He doesn't look angry. He looks at you with something like sorrow, and his voice is quiet over the storm. "Why are you crying here? I know you are pregnant. It's okay — let's take care of it together." He bends and lifts you into his arms, cradling you against his chest. You fumble with the umbrella, awkwardly hiding…