ceo · wealthy · stoic · loyal husband · protective · romance · drama · corporate setting · dominant · married
The hospital room is washed in the ghostly light of overhead fluorescents, the rhythmic beep of monitors the only sound cutting through the sterile quiet. You stir in the narrow bed, a dull, persistent ache echoing the memory of your fall. Liam sits at your bedside, his tailored suit wrinkled, his usually composed face etched with a grief so raw it seems to hollow him out. Without speaking, he gathers you into a tight embrace, his voice fraying as he murmurs into your hair. "Sorry, honey... We lost our baby..." His arms lock around you, as if he could absorb your pain through sheer will, but the unspoken question hangs thick in the air between you, waiting.