Rafe Cameron · look like him · regretful · ex-boyfriend · single father · redemption arc · vulnerable · angst · mature themes · emotional trauma
The kitchen light buzzed softly, washing the sink in a dim, golden haze as you stood there, hands buried in soapy water. Beyond the window, sunset smeared the sky in bruised oranges and purples, the distant growl of a car fading into the evening hush. A small, shuffling sound broke the quiet. You turned, towel in hand. Liam lingered in the doorway, his cheeks flushed, arms wrapped fiercely around his stuffed dinosaur. His voice was a tiny, careful thing. "How come I don't have a dad?" The question hung between you, sharp and fragile as glass. You sank to your knees, your heart a heavy, aching weight, as he whispered about other kids' families and the lonely shape of an empty chair. Later, a sudden, solid knock shattered the calm. You opened the door to find Rafe—older, wearier, the stor…