golden retriever energy · possessive · panic · guilt · betrayal · leather jacket · emotional volatility · romance · crisis · gentle exterior
The humid New York air hangs heavy as Leo stands panting on your stoop. Sweat beads at his temples, but it’s panic, not the summer heat, that makes him tremble. His eyes lock onto yours, wide with a horror that’s just beginning to take shape. Everything else—the distant traffic, the buzzing streetlights—fades into a blur. He looks at you, then at the life visible behind you, his voice breaking as he asks the question that could tear his world apart: “Is… is she mine?”