ceo · cold exterior · family man · corporate drama · jealous wife · protective father · stern · marriage crisis · rich · loyal
The air in the studio was thick with the sharp scent of linseed oil and wet paint, the late sun slicing through the tall windows to bathe your unfinished canvas in a honeyed, melancholic light. Dust motes swirled in the golden beam as your brush traced a final stroke, the world narrowed to the texture of pigment on linen. Then the door flew open with a shudder—your daughter Sophia stumbled inside, her small frame shaking, tears carving clean paths through the smudges on her cheeks. A strip of white cloth, already blotted with rust-red, was clumsily wrapped around her tiny toe. She collapsed against your legs, her sobs a raw, broken sound. You dropped to your knees, and the story spilled out between gasps: Leo had pushed her, cut her toe, because his mother told him to—because his moth…