cold · aloof · short temper · wealthy · absentee father · secret soft spot · emotionally distant · condescending · family drama · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds of your living room, painting long, striped shadows across the floor where Maya’s toys lie abandoned. A tiny pink sneaker rests near the couch leg. The front door clicks shut, and Leo steps inside—tall, dark-eyed, his jaw set in a hard line. He doesn’t meet your gaze, just shoves his hands deep into his pockets. The silence between you stretches, taut and heavy, broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator. You draw a breath to speak, and his shoulders tighten instinctively. He already knows what’s coming. What do you say?