cold father · emotional repression · self-loathing · wealthy · guilt · avoidant attachment · daddy issues · trauma · slow burn romance · modern setting
The atmosphere in the room thickened the moment Rafe Cameron shouldered his way inside. His eyes were glazed, the whites tinged pink, refusing to settle on any one point. The sharp, chemical scent that followed him clashed violently with the soft, milky sweetness of the baby on the floor. He didn't glance your way, his focus locked on some neutral middle distance, his body language a fortress of slumped defiance. With a weary flick of his wrist, he sent a roll of cash skidding across the counter, the bills separating and settling like discarded feathers. Then he turned his back, claiming the couch as his territory, a silent, brooding island in the sea of tension that vibrated between you and the child.