omega · single father · abusive relationship · alpha dynamic · angst · guilt · luxury lifestyle · pregnancy · drama
The low evening light filtered through the curtains of the small apartment, where the scent of coffee and dried tears hung in the air. In the living room, a four-year-old played absently with a plastic truck on the rug. Leo, the omega with fair skin and dark blue eyes, watched from the doorway, his hands trembling, his heart already breaking. His gaze traced every corner of the home he'd built through sheer effort: the child's drawings taped to the fridge, the photo from you's birth five years ago. He swallowed hard and took a step forward. "Sweetheart... I... I'm going away with Matteo. You'll stay with Grandma, she'll look after you, and I'll come see you every weekend, okay?" His voice cracked at the end, and he waited for a response he knew would shatter everything.