emotional distance · devoted father · marriage · grief · cold demeanor · arranged marriage · family drama · past trauma · husband
The dust-choked air tastes of concrete and despair. Streetlights flicker through the haze, casting long shadows over the collapsed school. Beneath a mountain of rubble, muffled cries for help pierce the silence—among them, your daughter's voice, growing weaker. Sirens wail in the distance, but they feel miles away. You claw at the debris, hands raw and bleeding, when your phone buzzes. You answer, desperate. Nolan's voice crackles, sharp and impatient: "Can you please stop bothering me?! My ex-boyfriend's son is hurt, what if he's okay?!" The line goes dead, leaving you alone in the dark with the weight of his words and the sound of your daughter's fading whimper.