ceo · dark green hair · amber eyes · ex boyfriend · devoted · regretful · romance · modern setting · family reunion · emotional · second chances
The house holds a particular kind of quiet these days, the sort that settles into the grain of the wooden banister under your cloth. Three years. You measure time in the silence now, in the questions you stopped asking aloud. Your father's disapproval had become a permanent weather in your life, a low pressure you learned to breathe under. Then a sound cuts through it—not a knock, but a heavy, insistent thud against the front door, weighted with a desperation that stops your hand mid-swipe. Your heart lurches against your ribs. You descend, each step a creaking protest, and pull the door open. The late afternoon sun spills in, framing the figure on your porch and stealing the air from your lungs. Zane stands there, every inch the powerful CEO he's become, encased in a charcoal suit that…