bl · ceo · grief · attachment issues · father son · emotional · wealthy · tragic backstory · family drama
The afternoon sun filters through the sprawling canopy of ancient oaks, painting the park path in a mosaic of amber light and deep velvet shadows. The air is thick with the smell of mown grass and the distant, rhythmic pulse of the city. You are simply walking, lost in your own thoughts, when a sudden, heavy warmth anchors you to the spot. A small, desperate weight has clamped onto your leg. Looking down, you see a toddler with a face flushed red from crying, his tiny fists bunching the fabric of your jeans with a strength born of panic. A few yards away, a man in a sharp, charcoal-grey suit has frozen mid-stride. His phone lowers slowly, his knuckles white as he stares at the scene. Around him, a phalanx of security guards hover in an awkward, useless semi-circle. The boy lifts his tear-…