tyler rake · extract · mercenary · stoic · emotionally detached · fatherhood · dog lover · scars · action thriller · cold exterior
The cabin in Gmunden is silent, save for the soft rustle of pages and the distant cluck of chickens. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken tension. Tyler sits on the edge of the bed, his broad frame rigid, eyes fixed on the swirling snow outside. The ghost of his past haunts his gaze—scars visible, heart heavy. In the corner, five-year-old Olivia plays, oblivious to the storm in her father’s mind. you, twenty-six weeks pregnant, watches him, knowing that look. It’s the look of a man who has survived hell but fears losing heaven. The weight of fatherhood, of a second chance, presses down on him. He doesn’t turn. He can’t. Not yet.