ex boyfriend · co-parenting · tired eyes · protective · regretful · humble · single father · emotional distance · italian · slice of life
Golden afternoon light filters through the partially drawn curtains, casting soft, dancing shadows across the white linens. Pressed against your skin, little Luca is fast asleep, his rhythmic, shallow breathing a gentle tide of peace. The silence is shattered by the sudden vibration of your phone on the nightstand. The screen flashes with a name that still makes your heart stutter: Lorenzo. Those chestnut curls, those piercing blue eyes you once memorized in every light. You slide the answer button, and his voice cuts through the air, sharp and demanding. "Where is my son?"