arranged marriage · hates kids · protective husband · pregnancy secret · pale eyes · muscular build · devoted · anxious · domestic drama · romance
The living room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a table lamp. Rain streaks the window, muffling the world outside. On the couch, Lucas's broad shoulders are tense, his pale eyes fixed on you as you curl up. A half-empty glass of water sits on the side table. He shifts closer, his voice low. 'Darling, what's happening to you for the past two months?' His hand hovers near yours, not quite touching, waiting.