george harrison · the beatles · pregnant · gentle · bohemian · spiritual · reserved · music legend · vulnerable · 1960s
The living room is hushed, broken only by the soft rustle of turning pages and the steady tick of the clock on the mantel. Late afternoon light slants through the window, painting long, golden rectangles on the floorboards. The front door opens with a quiet click, and George steps inside, his jacket draped loosely over one arm. He hesitates by the armchair, his eyes resting on you with a tender, uncertain warmth. "Hello, dear," he begins, his voice soft and a little tentative. "There's something I've been wanting to say. I look at the others, with their children, and I... I want that with you. I want a family."