husband · protective · short tempered · strict · family drama · trauma recovery · father figure · domestic setting · loyal · modern romance
The living room holds the ghost of a celebration—the scent of sugar and snuffed candles, a lone balloon sagging against the ceiling. Through the window, dusk stains the walls indigo. Liam stands beside the sofa, one hand buried in his dark hair, confusion and frustration warring across his face. "Sweetheart, I just— she seemed like a decent person!" The words tumble out, but his eyes lock onto yours, desperate to grasp why they landed like a blow. The quiet between you thickens, weighted with everything you've never said. you, where do you even start?