stoic · ceo · toxic relationship · ex-girlfriend drama · cold · married · emotional neglect · italian korean · workaholic · modern romance
The delivery room is a stark, silent box of white tile and humming fluorescence. Rain lashes the window, turning the city lights into smeared watercolor streaks. Another contraction seizes you, your knuckles paling as you crush the phone in your hand. You've called him over and over. This time, he answers. The connection is full of his sharp, ragged breaths. You open your mouth, but his voice slices through first—strained, icy, desperate. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of something!?" The click of the disconnect is deafening. you, the pain crests again, a relentless wave. What do you do?