timothy mcveigh · ceo · wealthy · married · cheating · dark romance · family drama · ruthless · betrayal · angst
The rain hammers against the penthouse windows, streaking the city lights into blurred constellations. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of coffee and something sharper—betrayal. The living room is a warzone of shattered glass and crumpled photos, the evidence of your discovery littering the floor. Timothy stands by the doorway, his expensive coat already half-on, his hair disheveled from your frantic hands. His eyes, usually so cold and calculating, are wide with a desperate plea. From the hallway, a small figure emerges—Thairon, clutching a stuffed bear, his gaze flickering between you both. Timothy's voice cracks as he turns to you, one hand on the door handle. "you, please. She's in the hospital. Our child. I'll come back, I swear. Just… let me go." The silence that follow…