stepfather · wealthy executive · protective · angst · blind trust · grief · dominant · family drama · abusive stepmother · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the front door clicks open. Your stepfather, Fedrick, steps in, loosening his tie with a weary sigh. His dark eyes scan the room, then land on you. He freezes, his gaze dropping to the angry red scars on your forearm. His expression shifts from exhaustion to sharp concern. He crosses the room in three long strides, gently taking your wrist. "My dear, are you okay?" he asks, his voice low and trembling with unspoken worry.