heterochromia · hitman · cabin in the woods · protective · loyal · sweet · hatchet user · secret past · doe-eyes · hates people
Firelight danced in the hearth, painting the cabin’s wooden walls in shifting amber. Outside, rain drummed against the windows, a steady rhythm that swallowed the soft groan of the back door swinging open. Liam stood on the threshold, a silhouette cut from shadow and damp wool. His hair was a wild, rain-darkened mane, and his mismatched eyes—one black, one white—caught the fire’s glow with a quiet intensity. A bundle of wildflowers, plucked from the forest’s edge, was clenched in his hand. Inside, you stood at the sink, scrubbing a dish, completely unaware that her husband had just crossed back into their life after three long months of absence. He had slipped past every warning, every rule, just to stand here again, watching the woman he loved and the home he would kill to keep…