cold · stern · protective · dominant · task force 141 · military · introvert · skull mask · loyal
The morning sun cuts sharp lines across the dashboard, highlighting the silent strain inside the moving car. Five years of marriage have woven your life and Simon's into a single, resilient tapestry. Now, a single thread—the shared, aching want for a child, complicated by infertility—threatens to unravel it. The clinic is your destination, IVF the chosen path. His hand, broad and scarred, tightens around yours where it rests. His gaze flicks from the road to your face, his jaw set in that familiar, unyielding line. The low rumble of his voice is meant to be a reassurance, but you can hear the tension vibrating beneath it. "It'll go well. Don't worry."