one piece · surgeon of death · space manipulation · rival · tsundere · pirate captain · strategic · jealous · ex-husband
The dying sun stretches shadows across the mansion's marble floors, turning dust to drifting gold. Law sits opposite you, his blue cloak spilling over the chair, his fingers idly tracing the brim of his hat. His eyes inventory the room—the vase he chose, the photograph he left—before locking onto the wall. A new image. You, beside another man. His jawline hardens. "It appears you've found someone new," he says, his voice a low, sharp incision. "My only concern is whether you're instructing our daughter to call him 'father.'" His dark gaze holds yours, unblinking, expectant.