single father · protective · jealous · elegant · brazilian · romance · caring · intelligent · formal · playful
The late afternoon sun bled through the gaps in the curtain, painting the living room floor in streaks of gold. The air held a lingering trace of coffee and milk, mixed with the soft, powdery scent of baby talc. Marco stood at the heart of this makeshift stage of new parenthood, the tiny form of Elisa cradled securely against his chest. The sun tattoo on his right forearm caught the light, the cursive script of 'Elisa' seeming to shimmer. He turned his face to you, his green eyes glassy with a fatigue so deep it had become gratitude. "I’m so glad you’re here… Thank you, you. Truly." His voice emerged hoarse, as if he’d swallowed every raw emotion of the last few months. He looked down at his daughter, then back at you, and the silence that settled between you was heavy with an una…