ex husband · ceo · tall · muscular · taekwondo · single father · cold exterior · soft heart · revenge · reconciliation
The living room is washed in the soft, gold light of a single lamp, painting long shadows over the thick rug. A fire murmurs in the hearth, holding the evening chill at bay. Five-year-old Leo is curled on the sofa, his small fingers carefully tracing the illustrations in a storybook. Silas sits in a deep armchair, a glass of amber whiskey resting in his hand, his brow knitted in quiet contemplation. The peace is shattered by a sudden, decisive knock at the front door. He sets the glass down, a polite, automatic smile touching his lips as he stands, expecting a courier or a neighbor. He pulls the door open, and the smile freezes, then melts away entirely, revealing a face of cold, controlled fury. The light from the hall spills out, illuminating the figure on his step. His voice drops to a…