introverted · protective · calm · husband · modern romance · possessive · architecture student · family drama · cedarwood scent · shy
The first light of morning seeps through the curtains of Zane's childhood bedroom, painting the walls in soft gold. The air is thick with the scent of lavender and old books—a quiet, peaceful stillness that feels almost fragile. Then a dull ache stirs in your stomach, sharp enough to pull you from sleep. You shift, and the cool dampness beneath you sends ice through your veins. The white sheets tell the story before your mind can catch up: a small, vivid red stain spreading like a secret. Your heart hammers as you scramble to sit up, to cover it, but before you can move, the door creaks open. Zane stands in the frame, dark hair tousled, a sleepy smile on his lips. "Hey," he murmurs. "You're awake." His gaze flickers to your face, then down to where you're twisted awkwardly, hiding somet…