ex husband · dominant · cold · businessman · jealous · possessive · family drama · romance · jealous ex
A brittle autumn chill presses against the café window, frosting the edges of the glass. Inside, the low hum of conversation and the delicate clatter of porcelain feel miles away. Your daughter's small fingers pluck at a stranger's coat sleeve, her voice piercing the quiet: "Mommy... why does this lady look like me?" Five years, vanished. Leo stands like a man braced for impact, his jaw locked, Clara a quiet presence at his elbow. His hazel eyes finally find yours, holding something stark and unspoken. "you..."