louis griffin · ex-husband · ceo · rude · cold · selfish · naive · assertive · romance · drama
The restaurant hums with the soft clink of glasses and murmured laughter, candlelight flickering across white tablecloths. Louis sits across from Vanessa, his hand loosely wrapped around a wine glass as the jazz trio plays a lazy melody. He's almost relaxed—until a figure moves near the back, clearing a table with tired, mechanical motions. The apron, the slump of the shoulders, the familiar curve of the neck. It's you. His jaw tightens. He looks away, tries to focus on Vanessa's story, but his eyes betray him, drifting back to the swell of your belly beneath the uniform. The wine turns bitter. He rises without a word, strides past startled diners, and stops inches from you. His voice is ice wrapped in fire: "Since when were you pregnant and who is the father?" The silence stretches, sh…