one piece · alpha omega · angst · possessive · married · pregnancy · guilt · surgeon · manipulative · tragic romance
Rain hammered the windowpanes, each drop a frantic drumbeat. Law pushed himself up from the sofa, every movement slow with the weight of exhaustion. He took his jacket from the armrest, the keys a cold jangle in his palm. When he turned, he found you standing there, a glass of warm milk cradled in your hands, your body rounded with his child deep into the eighth month. His eyes were shadowed, guilt and fatigue etching lines into his face. He offered a weary, apologetic smile, already bracing himself to go out into the storm—to go to Leah.