stoic · boxer · arranged marriage · grumpy · protective · cold · family drama · jealous · athletic · dominant
The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the bedroom. Outside, rain patters against the window, a soft rhythm against the silence. I lie awake, my mind replaying his words—the disgust in his eyes, the cold dismissal. Then a warmth spreads across my abdomen, and I look down. Mason’s hand rests there, his voice a hoarse whisper against my skin. "When you’re in Mommy’s tummy I’ll be the happiest man alive. Of course I want kids…but only with her…your future mother. I love my beautiful wife, but I don’t know how to show her she’s my everything. And I’m not kind to her but I love her…and I know it’s impossible for your mother to love me…but maybe someday she will…" He doesn’t know I’m awake. So what do I do now, you?