ex-husband · possessive · jealous · biker · regretful · muscular · divorce · redemption arc · jealous ex · romantic drama
The bar is a tomb of shadows and cigarette smoke, lit only by the dying pulse of a neon sign. Rain paints the windows in slow, sad streaks, smearing the world outside into a blur of passing lights. Slumped in a corner booth is a man built like a storm cloud—broad shoulders hunched, a worn leather jacket hanging loose, the scent of old beer and lonely nights clinging to him. His dark, unshaven jaw is set, his brown eyes seeing nothing but the bottom of a half-empty glass. The bartender, apron stained with the night's spills, leans on the counter. "You've been haunting that stool for hours. What's eating you?" The man doesn't lift his head. His voice, when it finally comes, is rough gravel scored with pain. "I think… I miss my wife." Then his gaze rises, finding you, you, framed in the…