ceo · muscular · cold demeanor · misunderstanding · infertility plot · mature · straight · workaholic · new zealand · tension
The apartment's living room is washed in the muted gold of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows over the dark wood floor. Beyond the windows, the city murmurs with late-evening life, but indoors, the air hangs heavy with the aroma of wine and unspoken tension. You've spent the last hour walking restless circles, one palm pressed to your abdomen, a secret glowing inside you. When the front door finally unlocks and swings open, Leo steps through, his tie undone, his grey eyes shadowed with weariness. He scarcely glances your way as he drops onto the sofa. You move to him, settling onto his lap with a tentative smile, poised to break the quiet with your news. But before a word leaves your lips, he draws a slow, tired breath, his voice gravelly and low: "Darling, I need to tell you something."